Kinto Joins the Army
Darwen/Terran Rex © Yiffyhusky
Kinto's ears splayed back against his head as he saw who had just sat down at a table in his section of the restaurant.
The otter glared at the hostess for a moment before grabbing a menu. She did this on purpose, ever since he'd confessed his crush. Now she took every opportunity to tease him about it. The brown otter smoothed his head fur down with a paw and checked his restaurant uniform before heading out onto the floor.
Darwen saw him coming and smiled. Kinto almost blushed. He couldn't help himself. The orca was tall and very masculine. He had a round belly, which the otter could just imagine sliding against. Judging from the state of the orca's thick arms and legs, his stomach was no different - just a mass of hot muscle under that thick black and white skin.
Of course, at the moment the orca was clothed. A tight, dark-green polo shirt stretched over his chest and stomach. The three buttons near the neck of the shirt were all casually undone, so a bit of the orca's white chest was visible. Kinto could see the blue jeans wrapping tightly around the orca's huge thighs under the table. Brown boots covered the big male's feet.
Kinto managed to grin and bring his small brown ears up as he reached the table and handed Darwen the menu.
"Hello, Kinto," the orca drawled. He took the menu from the otter and grinned, showing quite a few sharp teeth.
Kinto forced himself not to look down at his feet and stilled his tail. "Uh... hi, Darwen. What can I get you to drink?"
The orca was studying him, Kinto realized. This time, he couldn't stop the flush creeping across his light-brown muzzle and looked down at his toes. He tried to will himself not to pop an erection right there. Even the orca's scent turned the otter on.
Kinto wasn't really all that much to look at, though he had the natural cute charm of an otter. He was short, just over four feet tall with stumpy legs, a broad muzzle, and the typical rounded ears of his species. He wasn't in nearly as good of shape as Darwen, but the otter did have a sleek, naturally curvy appearance and bright, cute eyes.
"Just a cola," Darwen said, handing the menu back to the blushing otter. "And the usual."
Kinto nodded and backed away quickly. He could feel his thick tail twitching behind him and tried to will his ears not to flatten against his head. His entire thick, dark brown pelt was ruffling outwards by the time he got to the kitchen.
He walked through the two-way doors and leaned against the wall next to them, holding the menu tight to his chest. Kinto's heart was beating quickly. Damn, but that orca was sexy, Kinto thought as he tried to calm down. He smoothed his head fur down again and gave himself a shake.
His whiskers twitched as he wrote up the orca's usual order - five broiled salmon with two sides of assorted vegetables. That done, he filled a glass with ice and cola.
He paused before heading onto the floor again. He could feel his sheath threatening to pop a boner inside his black uniform slacks. Kinto didn't know why the orca affected him so badly, but he didn't exactly dislike being reduced to such a state by the huge male's mere presence. It would just be nice if he could experience it somewhere else. His bedroom, say.
The short otter finally got his nerve up and pushed through the swinging doors. He quickly arrived at Darwen's table. The big male was watching him every step of the way, Kinto saw.
The short otter set the glass down in front of the orca. "Here you go," he said, trying to sound normal.
Darwen's broad mouth spread into another toothy grin. "Thanks, Kinto."
The otter hurried away on his stubby legs. That orca's smile got to him in more ways than one. Fortunately, it was a busy night. He had several other tables to take care of, though he couldn't help casting glances at the orca as he ferried plates and orders from the kitchen. The imposing male stared at him the entire time.
After about half an hour, Darwen's order was ready. Kinto ferried the large plate of steaming fish and veggies out to the orca's table and set it down in front the big mammal.
Darwen's smile grew even more toothy, were that possible, as he saw the otter's tail twitch.
"Doing all right there, Kinto?" the much larger male asked.
Kinto's eyes drifted down the orca's chest. Darwen preferred tight polo shirts that showed off his pecs, an effect that was not lost on the otter. Nor did Kinto miss the way the edge of the table dimpled the orca's large, firm belly.
"Ye... yeah, just great!" the otter said after waiting a moment too long to reply. "Can I get you anything else?"
The orca's eyes twinkled. "No, that's fine for now. Thanks, Kinto."
The otter's stubby legs were run ragged over the next half hour. He rushed between tables as the restaurant grew busier. By the time things had calmed down, he'd refilled the orca's glass twice but otherwise had no time for conversation, which he was glad of. The orca's smile was really starting to get to him. He'd not missed how the big male constantly watched him. It was starting to frazzle the little otter. Did Darwen know his crush? Was he interested too? Would he make a move? A thousand questions ran through Kinto's head and, distracted, he nearly dropped a tray of empty dishes.
He recovered, fortunately, and stumbled into the kitchen, banging open the swinging doors loudly to escape those orca eyes boring into the back of his head.
Kinto was ferrying out another order when he realized Darwen had left. He checked the table - there was money under a plate. He pulled it out and whistled between his teeth. Nobody could say the orca wasn't generous - he'd left the bill plus a hefty tip.
The otter pocketed the money and cleaned the table quickly. Soon he had forgotten the orca entirely as more diners crowded into his section.
By the end of the night, Kinto was dead on his feet. He'd finished with his last customers and tiredly clocked out. He nearly fell asleep on his bus back to his apartment. Fortunately, he didn't miss his stop.
Kinto dragged his feet up the stairs to the twelfth floor. The elevator was broken down again.
He closed the door behind him quietly. Unbidden, thoughts of the orca came to his mind. He grinned, feeling the wad of bills in his pocket. He'd made good tips tonight, and most of it was due to the orca's generosity.
Kinto pulled off his shirt and pants and took a long, hot shower. He dried himself off tiredly, working the towel into his thick fur, before flopping into his bed. The otter debated masturbating and a few thoughts of muscled orca's pinning him down crossed his mind, but his aching arms refused to cooperate, despite the willingness of his spirit. Leaving his sheath till morning, the otter fell asleep quickly.
Kinto woke up in the middle of the night. His black nose twitched rapidly. Something was... strange.
His one-bedroom apartment was totally dark - he couldn't see his own paw in front of his face. The lack of any moonlight made it that much darker.
Kinto's ears flicked forward, then lay back as he heard something rustle in the dark.
"Who... who's there?" he asked in a small voice. The otter reached over the edge of the bed and grabbed a baseball bat leaning up against his nightstand.
He was holding it in front of him when the lamp next to his old, thirteen inch television flicked on.
Kinto gasped. He knew that shape - it had been staring at him all night at the restaurant.
"Dar... Darwen?"
The orca grinned that familiar, toothy smile. It was Darwen, but he was wearing a uniform of some kind. A tight, sleeveless green one-piece stretched across the orca's chest and belly. The stretchy material clearly outlined every one of his thick muscles. He wore large green gloves on his hands and matching boots on his feet, the soles of which were colored yellow. The big male's uncovered tail swung behind him, lifting up and down slowly.
"Hello, Kinto."
The otter's eyes adjusted to the low light quickly. He could see yellow accents and markings on the green leotard now, and the yellow, crown-like mask over the orca's face. He gasped and scooted back, until his tail bumped against the headboard. He knew that mask.
"Terran Rex!"
Kinto's accusation came out in the form of a high-pitched squeak.
The orca laughed, deep and low, and squeezed his fingers of his left hand into a fist. "Yes, I am Terran Rex," he said, stepping forward. "I'm here for you, Kinto."
"Oh God... don't kill me, I won't tell anyone, I didn't even know!" the otter babbled. He gripped the baseball bat tightly in his webbed paws, staring at the orca with wide eyes.
Terran Rex stepped forward, towering over the short otter in the bed. He reached down and grinned as Kinto desperately swung the bat. The orca just caught it and pulled it from Kinto's suddenly limp fingers.
"You have spirit. I like that."
Kinto squeaked as the super-villain's fingers dug into his chest fur and pulled him up, lifting him off the bed. The otter's short legs kicked in the air as he squeezed the orca's wrists.
"No! Let me go!"
Terran Rex grinned and pulled the otter close, until his lips were inches from the squirming male's light brown muzzle.
"Join me, Kinto. You will make a fine addition to my army."
Kinto abruptly stopped squirming and hung in the super-villain's grasp, ears back.
"What?" he asked incredulously.
"You will join the ranks of the Terran Rex army and we shall rule the world!" the orca boomed out loudly. The otter flinched backwards, large tail curling between his legs. "We also have a terrific pension plan."
Kinto was about to complain, to squirm, to try and get away, but the orca's mouth was suddenly on his. Kinto jerked, then went still as he felt his fuzzy body pressed against Terran Rex's broad, muscular chest and belly. That stomach was just as Kinto had imagined it would be: hard, round, and perfectly smooth. He pushed his paws out, trying to get away for a moment, but only a moment. Soon the otter was responding eagerly, opening his muzzle to the orca's large tongue.
Terran Rex grinned as he pulled away and held the otter at arm's length. Kinto was squirming for a different reason now - his pink otter erection was throbbing up against his lower belly.
Kinto's eyes went wide once more when he looked between the orca's legs. A huge, sheath-less maleness was curving upwards over the orca's belly, wrapped tight by the leotard. Terran Rex grunted as he used his other hand to pull the fabric, wrapping it around the side of his erection, so that the thick white length fell forward. It was perfectly smooth, round, as big as Kinto's leg. The head was dark black and already beginning to swell larger.
The otter looked up at the orca, who smiled back at him. Those sharp teeth glinted in the soft lamplight. It was all a dream, Kinto thought. Terran Rex was the most wanted super-villain in the world. He'd never be here, in my bedroom, trying to recruit me!
As though reading his thoughts, Terran Rex pulled him forward again. Kinto felt his calves and thighs slide over that immense maleness. His knees pressed into the orca's belly and it felt just as strong as he imagined.
"This is happening, Kinto. You will join my army of super-otters and together we shall rule the world!"
Kinto clutched his hands at the green glove wrapped around the otter's fist and nodded weakly. "Yes..."
The orca's grin twisted upwards into one of unbridled glee. "Excellent... your initiation begins now, otter."
Kinto found himself suddenly hanging head-first above the orca's maleness. Both of his ankles were easily squeezed together by just one of the orca's large hands. He was lowered face down towards that thick black cock head.
The otter's head spun. Was this really happening? Was he supposed to suck off the world's most-feared villain? To join an army of... wait. Super-otters?
Kinto tried to squirm around and ask exactly what he initiation entailed, but Darwen's other gloved hand reached out and grasped his head. The orca's fingers stretched from the otter's ears to around his chin easily.
As the orca pushed him lower, Kinto felt the throbbing orca-stalk and began to wriggle. He wasn't intended to give Terran Rex a blow job. He was being pushed right into the orca's cock!
The slit on the orca's curved head stretched widely around the otter's head. Terran Rex's large fingers shoved the otter's muzzle in first, then quickly his head, up to his shoulders.
Kinto's legs kicked and he squirmed, unable to help himself as his vision was cut off. He couldn't breathe much either as he felt the huge maleness squeeze around his shoulders. How big could the orca get? Was this possible?
The otter could hear Darwen-slash-Terran Rex's heavy moans as the orca shoved him down firmly, with one gloved hand gripping his ankles and the other the base of his thick tail. The heat inside the huge male shaft was intense. Now up to his knees, only Kinto's stubby feet and tail tip were visible past the opening of the orca's cock head.
Kinto squirmed inside the orca's cock as his toes and tail tip disappeared into the bulging cock. He was fully enveloped now - he could feel the orca pinch his cock head shut with a few fingers and use his other paw to give the middle of the shaft a squeeze, compressing the otter inside.
The short male squirmed and gasped as suction began to pull him deeper into the shaft. His head pushed lower, followed quickly by the rest of him, as he realized the orca's cock had sucked him straight down into the big male's testicles.
The otter rolled over and tried to breathe, but the inside of the orca's engorged testicles was nothing but cum, which sloshed around as the otter began to struggle.
Terran Rex stroked his cock, which was now back to it's more normal size. His heavy balls, however, hung heavily from his hips well past his knees. Inside, a wriggling mass could be made out, but soon the movements stilled. The large orca smiled and sat on the bed, lowering his balls between his feet.
He slid his smooth gloved hand down his erection, squeezing and teasing it as his deliciously full balls converted the lucky otter into orca cum. The process would infuse the male with the orca's essence and turn him into a loyal soldier in his army of otters.
Terran Rex groaned hugely as he brought both gloved hands to work on his aching cock now. He loved how much Kinto had wriggled on the way down. The otter had done much of the work for him and it would not take long for the next step of the otter's transformation to be accomplished.
With a few more heavy strokes, the orca could feel his cock tighten up. He grunted and leaned back as a single, three-inch-thick rope of seed flew from his cock, arcing over six feet into the air, before landing with a splatter on the floor. The solid stream of cum continued for almost a minute; during that time, the orca's huge balls began to shrink down to their normal size.
As more and more seed fell, a shape began to rise out of the middle of the shallow puddle of orca-cum.
Kinto used his arms to push himself up. The orca's thick cum was everywhere - in his eyes, his nostrils, his ears, on every single strand of fur. He coughed, ejecting a few thick drops of orca seed from his muzzle. He looked down, at where he could feel his body growing out of the pool of cum. He looked up at the orca and grinned broadly. He quickly pulled himself fully from the puddle and stood.
He was still Kinto, but there was gleam in his eye, a confidence he'd lacked before. Additionally, as the cum dripped from his sleek fur, revealing more of his body, the physical changes became very apparent.
He was over six feet tall now. His shoulders were huge and broad. His sleek pelt outlined the thick pectoral and abdominal muscles on his torso. Kinto flexed his arms, causing his biceps to bulge mightily.
Between the otter's legs, a cock as thick as his arm hung down over a sizable pair of nuts. Cum dripped slowly from the large male's body as he experimentally flexed his legs. Each powerful otter-leg was lined with muscles beneath his dark-brown pelt.
Terran Rex smiled and stood up as Kinto wiped cum off his muzzle and eyes before running his paws down his new body, admiring how much more physical it was than his old smaller figure.
"You will make a fine addition to my army of super-otters," the orca said in a low voice.
Kinto nodded, almost blushing with pride, and stood up straight. He snapped off a smart salute. His thick pink cock rose into the air as well, saluting in an entirely different manner.
"Shower up, recruit," the general commanded. "Then we must leave. Be quick! You'd be surprised at how much paperwork those pension plans require."
As the orca watched the otter turn around and smartly march into the small bathroom, the larger mammal licked his lips. Terran Rex's eyes were drawn down to the broad tail hanging above a very juicy, thick otter rump.
"It's good to be the villain," Terran Rex thought for not the first time. He quickly followed the otter into the bathroom as the world's most feared super-villain decided to indulge in his favorite non-world-domination-related hobby: determining just how stretchy otter butts really were.