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Freebies are short stories written live during a stream. People are chosen at random to get a story based on their ideas and characters.

Freebies Vol. 54: Chemicality Edition!

Chemicals, the wonderful plot points of many a TF scene, are a great way to turn some unsuspecting (or suspecting!) character into all sorts of naughty, hilariously hypersexed beings.

Round 2: Psi

"C'mon, c'mon! Hurry up! I want to make sure we get there before it's all sold out!"

Psi sighed and shook his head as the blue otter rushed ahead of him. Miles was always excited, but especially so when he heard the newest designer fragrance he'd been lusting after was on sale on Black Friday. He'd pushed Psi out of bed at close to five in the morning and rushed the groggy ferret to the mall, where they were wading through the crowds to get to the perfume counter at the large department store.

Miles ran back to Psi and grabbed him by the paw. Psi stumbled after him, thankful for his skinny frame as he dodged one body after another. Miles grinned back at him and tugged him along. An inch taller than the ferret, the otter weight a touch less. Both had similar body types, as both greatly enjoyed swimming as their primary form of working out. The otter sneaked in an excited grab on the ferret's jean-clad rump before running off into the crowd.

Psi caught up to him several minutes later at the perfume and jewelry counter, where a harried employee simply handed the tester over to the otter.

"It smells so great! Better than I thought it could!" Miles exclaimed.

Before Psi could put his tan paws out to stop him, the blue otter shot a few clouds of the deep musky cologne straight at the ferret's face. Psi coughed, eyes watering, as the unique scents perforated his nostrils and embedded themselves into his nose.

"Ack! Miles!" he coughed, trying to wipe tears from his eyes. "Stop!"

"But it will make you smell so good!"

A few more squirts landed on Psi's face and shoulders, raining drops onto his button-up plaid shirt. Miles, dressed in a pair of tight shorts that hugged his rump and a similarly tight designer t-shirt, danced away, teasingly squirting more doses of scent on the hapless ferret, who stumbled back, knocking into a few patrons.

He pushed his brown hair out of his blue eyes and blinked rapidly as he tasted the musk on his tongue.

"What's in this stuff, anyways?" he asked, coughing a few more times.

"Dunno," Miles said. "Here, check out the bottle!"

Miles held out his paw to Psi, but a patron knocked into the otter from behind. The lithe male fell forward and the bottle flew out of his paw, striking Psi in the chest. The top popped off and the entire contents of the bottle splashed into the ferret's chest, soaking his shirt and white chest fur. The pungent aroma quickly expanded and people gasped and gagged as the potent cologne filled the air.

Needless to say, the otter didn't get a chance to purchase a bottle. He and Psi were quickly escorted out and told to come back after a few showers. The car ride home was stormy - Psi grumbled in the backseat as they drove through the frigid fall day with all the windows down.

"Don't know why you're complaining," Miles said, eyes watering with the strength of the musky scent. "You do smell amazing."

"Just drive, Miles," Psi said, trying to breathe fresh air from outside the window.

The ferret stormed into the bathroom as soon as they got back to their house and Miles listened from outside the locked door as the water ran.

"Listen, I said I was sorry, okay? I just wanted to get you something special for Christmas!"

He slumped back against the door and pouted. Hopefully Psi wouldn't stay mad for the long. The ferret usually didn't.

The water ran for what seemed like ages. Miles closed his eyes and sniffed the air. The scent had dissipated somewhat, but was still quite strong. He perked his ears when he heard a few grunts from the bathroom over the sound of the water, but boredom quickly set in. He didn't he ought to go do something else, though. Better to be there when Psi came out to apologize again. He'd offer to take the ferret to his favorite restaurant by way of apology.

Miles's head dropped to his chest, eyes closing. This was a really long shower. He'd just take a quick nap...

The next thing the blue and white otter knew, he was flopping onto his back. His head bounced on the linoleum in the bathroom, but he ignored the pain as he stared at the end of the single largest, thickest, fattest cock he'd ever seen. Attached to that enormous, three-foot-long shaft was a caricature of Psi, as though someone drew a picture of the ferret or photoshopped his head onto a professional body builder.

The scent of the cologne remained heavy in the air and Miles felt his package twinge in response to the musk. Psi glared down at him, massive biceps crossed over his broad chest. Gone was the sleek, swimmer's build he'd so carefully cultivated. In its place, the ferret possessed the body of an Olympian. His huge shoulders bulged with power. Every line of his abdominals flexed clearly through his white stomach fur. Long, dark brown hair sprouted from under his arms; matching, but more curly hair grew around the base of his massive endowment.

"This, Miles. This is why we can't have nice things."

Miles's jaw dropped and he gaped at the ferret, who stood over him crossly. Even his thighs and calves rippled with muscle and his tail must have added on a couple dozen pounds in weight. The ferret's shaft twitched, half-hard, still wet from the shower. Giant veins pulsed beneath the light red skin, forming bulges in the otherwise smooth length.

Miles was about to get up, but Psi had other plans.

"Your punishment begins now, otter!"

It didn't take much to keep the blue otter on his backside. The ferret merely leaned over and let the weight of his maleness press into Miles's chest and belly. The otter lay still, awestruck as he felt the heat radiating from the ferret's tool.

"And it won't end until I'm satisfied!"

Miles lifted a paw and reached out to tentatively stroke the bulging, throbbing flesh. It pushed into his palm and he realized with a shock it was still quite soft. The ferret grunted as he brought both paws into play and hugged the length to his body. The cologne's scent flooded his nose as he pressed his head up to the underside and licked along the urethra, until his nose pushed into the ferret's overfilled nuts.

The huge shaft twitched a few more times, thickening as the otter teased it. Psi grunted and reached down, grasping it by the base with his powerful paws. His furry white chest flexed, causing his pectorals to stiffen. Lines and creases formed as his bulging muscles pressed outwards, every curve of every fiber visible through his fur.

Miles scooted back, pushing his arms higher, and twisted around until he was kneeling under the enormous shaft. He didn't know how it happened or why, but he found the scent even more irresistible now than before. It seemed to ooze from Psi's very pores and the otter licked along the underside frantically as more than half the shaft draped over his shoulder and backside, dripping thick clear pre-cum onto his t-shirt and shorts. He hugged the huge, white-furred sac forcefully, eliciting a moan from the bulky ferret.

Psi grunted again, flexing his legs as he stepped forward, dragging his huge sac across the otter's face and chest. The smaller male was flattened beneath the weight as the ferret walked right over him and down the hallway, easily carrying his huge new endowments.

"C'mon... I want to get comfortable for this," he called out to his awestruck otter.

Miles found Psi reclining on the couch, legs spread, arms on the top of the couch, huge shaft hanging down over the cushions. The head flattened against the rug, dribbling clear pre. It lifted slightly and flopped back down with an audible thwack when Miles entered and pulled off his shirt, revealing his own slim, lithe chest and belly.

The blue and white otter hefted Psi's shaft upwards, pushing it until it flopped across his ferret's thick chest. He leaned into it, hard as a rock inside his tight shorts, and wrapped his arms around it, nuzzling the underside of the crown. Psi panted as he grew thicker and harder by the moment, until his magnificence stood on its own, jutting from his hips, thick as a telephone pole, arcing slightly at the fat center so that the tip hung over his chest. His balls roiled and shifted between his feet, where they draped onto the floor from the couch. Miles's knees pressed into them as he leaned forward, grinding against Psi's maleness, getting the musky scent of the cologne and the ferret's natural smell all over his chest and face.

"Mmm... that feels good... but for your punishment, I have something even better in mind," Psi growled.

The ferret lurched upright, thighs and calves straining. Miles fell backwards onto the floor on his rump, paws behind him, staring up at the ferret demigod. His cock made a large wet stain in his shorts as the huge male reached for him and lifted him, flipping him over before depositing him back on the rung on his hands and knees.

When Psi knelt behind him and pressed his magnificence down over his backside, Miles gasped and pushed back. But when Psi drew back and poked the tip under his thick blue otter tail, Miles looked over his shoulder, an incredulous look on his face.

"You can't be serious!" he said.

Psi growled and tightened his grip on the otter's hips with one paw. The other pushed his cock down straight, keeping the tip lined up with the tight blue bottom.

"Oh, I'm serious..."

Miles opened his muzzle to try to talk Psi out of whatever he was thinking of trying, but the ferret shoved forward, every muscle straining with the effort. Both paws went to the otter's hips, dragging him back as the huge, fat tip flattened against the clenching rump.

"Just... relax..." Psi panted.

"Easy for you to say!" Miles wailed.

A moment later, the otter let out a furious bark and a giant squelching noise echoed through the room. Psi groaned as his immensity sunk into the otter's backside, stretching him impossibly wide. Clear pre-cum pumped into his body, filling him quickly, and even more squirted back out around the edges of the fat red shaft. Psi leaned forward, spearing the otter, who's belly bloated up like a balloon when the head of Psi's shaft went deeper.

"Just... remember... whose fault... this is!"

Psi growled again and sunk his claws into Miles's hips, dragging him back deeper and deeper. The otter wailed as he came, unable to help himself. His legs splayed to the side as the huge, muscular ferret leaned over, grinding his chest into the blue fur of Miles's backside.

But still the ferret didn't stop. He kept pushing, thrusting, grinding, forcing the otter wider and wider around his incredible maleness. His biceps bulged with the effort and his round rump went taut as he power-fucked the otter, utilizing ever little bit of muscle he had to get himself inside.

Miles's fur stood on end as his stomach bloated further. The ferret's production of pre-cum ramped up faster and faster the deeper he went, until Miles could swear he could feel the tip of the thing in the back of his throat. He gurgled as Psi leaned back, lifting him completely off the floor, so that he was suspended only on the massive erection. Gravity pulled him down even quicker as his belly expanded, wrapping around the head of the titanic shaft like the tight sleeve of a condom.

Psi grunted again and flopped back onto the couch. He lazily grabbed the otter's legs now that he was deep inside and pulled them down; another half-foot or so pumped into the stretchy otter with ease. Miles tipped his head back arms clutching at his belly, where he could feel the tip of the shaft pushing out against his skin and fur.

"Oh, that's good... just... keep squirming!" Psi gasped.

Miles barely heard him. He kicked his legs in the ferret's grasp as he was hauled downwards. He could feel every throb of the meat inside him, every pulse of pre-cum, every burst of movement as the shaft twitched, making him swing back and forth, bouncing off the huge chest of the ferret.

Psi, for his part, wouldn't be happy till he was completely inside the stretched-out blue otter. He kept pulling, straining, until he felt Miles's tail rub against his thick patch of curly crotch-fur. He sighed with relief and leaned back, arms going over the back of the couch. His cock waved slowly back and forth, dropping almost straight out before a burst of pleasure caused him to tense up; the shaft, with Miles still wrapped around it, pulled back up, bouncing off his chest and abs, then falling back towards the floor.

He shuddered and squeezed his huge balls with his knees, enjoying how tight and squirmy Miles felt. Still, a punishment could only last so long, and it felt so incredible he wasn't sure he could last much longer.

In fact, he wasn't sure he could last another second. The warning trembles made his telephone-pole-cock swing back violently; he grabbed it and held Miles by his arms, pulling him back as his urethra bulged. A moment later, he cried out with passion as his tip exploded with thick bursts of cum deep inside the blue otter. Miles's already swollen stomach spilled over his thighs and knees, wobbly and balloon-like. His muzzle opened and streams of ferret-juice ran over his tongue and down his chin and neck.

That was just the first shot. The second nearly swamped the living room.

By the time Psi finished and pulled out of Miles, the otter was more like a large fuzzy waterbed than a lanky swimming-obsessed furball. The huge ferret groaned, limp cock draping over his spent sac as he reclined on the couch, watching as Miles gurgled and wobbled on the floor in front of him.

"There... that'll teach you," Psi said, his voice taking on a low, satisfied purr. The ferret grinned and pressed his feet into Miles's belly, watching as they sank into his bloated body.

Miles moaned and rolled forward, arms and legs nearly entirely swallowed up by the size of his distended belly and chest. Cum flowed out of every hole as he twitched and grunted, still cumming hard as his shaft twitched against the underside of his rolls.

"Well, we'll continue the punishment later," Psi said, getting to his feet, much to the dismay of the gurgling otter. "But right now, I feel like taking a nap. Fortunately, I have just the place to sleep."

Miles squished down as the heavy, muscular ferret climbed on top of him, spreading out on his chest and belly, arms and legs sinking into the thick blue fur. Psi grinned and sighed happily as he felt the warmth of his otterbed underneath him, fat and warm and soft.

"Mmm... I love punishments..."

The End