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"But boss, I need this job! Please, you gotta give me another chance!" The tall bovine groveled before her employer as he stood, arms crossed before her, hearing her beg for the third time in the last month.

"I'm sorry Sally, but you haven't met your quota in the last six weeks. I can't keep you on staff if you can't produce. I've got other ladies waiting to come in and fill the position you've got."

The cow's eyes widened, saddened, and moistened. Tears began to form as she felt her livelihood slipping away from her.

"Please! I'm beggin' you! Just one more chance! I'll find a way to produce! I will! I promise! Just give me a little more time! I helped start this division remember!?"

The portly lupine sighed and adjusted his tie as the much taller woman, on her knees just to be at eye level with him, continued to appeal to his sense of compassion. She knew him quite well, and he knew just how well she could work him. With more frustration than he wanted to show, he admitted to himself that she would not stop until he gave in, and so he did.

"Alright... alright... look. I need to get our production levels back up so I'll tell you what I'm going to do. I'm going to put you on a week of paid vacation to get your udder back in gear while I bring in a few temps to get us caught up. If after you come back you can't manage to do better than you have been, I'll have no choice but to let you go."

It wasn't quite what she wanted to hear, but it was an opening Sally eagerly took. She stood up and grasped Mr. Dike's hand, pumping it firmly.

"Thank you! Thank you so much! I promise I'll figure something out! In a week, you'll have the old Sally back!"

The wolf rolled his eyes a little, feeling sorry for her inability to fill nearly as many bottles. He released her hand and turned to leave as she gathered her things, stopping as he reached the door to the locker room.

"And Sally... this is your last chance. There won't be anything else I can do for you if you don't pull this one off. As it is, I'm probably gonna get a lotta flack for this."

She nodded, scooping up her purse and duffle bag before clopping over to him, her various swells bouncing softly with her gait. Without really thinking about where she was putting him, she hugged the rotund fellow, mashing his face into her rather soft bosom.

"I know! And I can't thank you enough! I promise I'll make it up to you somehow!"

Mr. Dike offered a muffled response, sounding more like a request to allow him to breathe which Sally agreed to. He stumbled back a couple of steps, sputtered a little, straightened his tie, and continued on.

"I'm sure you will... now go on and go home." The wolf grumbled quietly to himself, wondering how he might explain this to the higher ups. If she didn't manage to get back to milking like she used to, heaven help him.

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The drive home was uneventful for Sally. The poor bovine's mind was racing to come up with a way to get back into production inside a week. It would be one hell of a challenge. If only she had stuck to her original diet. Why did she have to cut back? What was so bad about having a belly? She was a cow, it was her job to eat and make milk. Damn those ads on TV trying to make every woman think she needed to be skinny! Truth be told, she did feel better about herself after dropping some of the weight. And the new figure was catching several stares from a number of men she passed when out in public. Oh if only she could think of how to have it both ways, a trim form and back at the top of her game like she used to be.

Finally, she pulled into the parking garage next to her building and climbed out of the rather small vehicle. She lamented having such a tiny car, forced to scrunch up quite a bit just to get behind the wheel. Sally immediately resolved to replace it with a more suitable sized means of conveyance should she keep her job. Otherwise, it was probably going to be continuing to squeeze into the little thing or simply hoof it everywhere.

The apartment door came quickly enough, closing behind her as she tossed her purse and keys onto the end table near the door, dropping her duffle bag at the end of the couch she flopped onto. The ceiling loomed above as she stared upward, idly picking out shapes in the odd texture of the plaster. Seven days to get back on top of things, one hundred sixty-eight hours, ten thousand and eighty minutes. How she managed to do such a calculation in her head so quickly escaped her.

"Well, no time to lose I guess." With that, she hopped up from the sofa and trotted over to her computer, immediately beginning an internet search on all the best and quickest ways to get back into a serious lactation cycle. Unfortunately, the most expeditious method she found with the first round of searching yielded an eighteen day program, with results only beginning to show on the tenth day. That would not do. There had to be something else! Maybe if she clicked here, or here... maybe the page with the ads for online gaming. Nothing to be had there but some promotions for Mahjong and Sudoku for 'real money' or online chess. A chess game did sound fun. Maybe she just needed a bit of distraction before really hitting the research hard. Sure, a quick game wouldn't hurt! Would it?

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The sun dipped low in the sky as passengers offloaded from one of the more prestigious airliners, two of which in particular seemed in especially high spirits, a fox and a tiger with an arm around each other as they claimed their luggage. The trip had been a very relaxing, enjoyable excursion, and though they were sad to leave the little island paradise, it was nice to finally be home. After all, they each had households to look after. A short cab ride saw them arrive just outside one of the many apartment buildings in the city. The two shared a quick, yet loving kiss before parting ways.

"Gimme a call when you get home. Maybe we can do something for dinner." The striped feline winked back in at the fox who still had a ways to go before he could climb out.

"Oh, not tonight honey, I promised a buddy from work I'd help him catch up after I got back. How 'bout next Friday?"

The tiger whimpered quietly but didn't try to push too hard. After all, they had just spent seven fabulous days together.

"Alright, Friday. But I'm holding you to that one! Don't get sucked back into work like before!"

A chuckle escaped the vulpine, nodding and poking his head out to give his boyfriend a lick on the nose.

"I promise. Now get on upstairs, I bet your roommate's missing you. You know how lonely she gets."

The feline nodded and waved goodbye to his beloved as the cab drove away. He sighed a dreamy little sigh and turned to walk inside carrying his suitcase. Up the stairs he climbed until he reached his floor, stepping into his humble abode before pressing his back against the shut door behind him. A goofy little smile spread across his muzzle as he recalled everything that had happened over the last week, tracing circles across his creamy-white tummy covered in a light, brightly colored shirt. If only they could spend more time together like that. It would be a dream come true for him. Smelling the aroma of a certain bovine, he moved to stand back upright and strolled to his room, calling out her name.

"Sally? You here? I'm home from vacation!" His round ears twitched softly as he picked up an odd sound coming from her room, tossing his things onto his bed before padding off to check on her. What he found to his dismay was the girl atop her bed, sobbing into her pillow noisily. Without hesitation, he hopped up next to her, stroking her back softly, "Hey... what's wrong sweetie? Why are you cryin'?"

The hysteric bovine lifted her head from the pillow to speak coherently, or at least as best she could through chokes.

"I'm gonna lose my job! I can't produce like I used to and I had a week ta figure out how ta get it back... and I didn't! I'm gonna get fired on Monday!" Back her muzzle went into the pillow, more noisy wallowing emanating from the poor abused headrest. Luke sighed and gave her a hug from behind, looking more like a housecat compared to the rather large female.

"Oh hush, I'm home now so I can help you figure out what to do. So what if you lose your job? You can get another one can't you?"

Up came her nose as she practically squealed her answer in an uncomfortably shrill voice.

"I can't do anything else! I never finished school!" A loud blubber filled the room, muffled as it was by the tear-soaked pillow. Again the tiger sighed, squeezing the cow firmly yet affectionately. She had always been a great friend and he wasn't about to turn his back on her now. Unfortunately, he was unable to come up with anything off the top of his head. He needed some time to think. In the mean time, there was one thing he could do for her that would help her out of the discordant wallowing.

"You know what you need? A good stiff drink! C'mon! Let's go bar hopping!"

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The night had long since passed 'young' and moved straight on into the fading hours as the odd pair caroused at the latest of at least five different establishments they had raided so far, quite heavily intoxicated as they ordered another round. Thankfully they had sense enough to play it a little safer and not only switch over to lighter drinks, but to have done the whole night on foot rather than drive. They laughed far too loudly at one another, driving off a few other customers to distant ends of the room as they struggled to pull their glasses to their lips. It had been one hell of a wild night so far.

"So, yer gonna get canned 'cause you can't cream yourself?" Luke began laughing again at the crude innuendo, not usually one to find such jokes humorous. Sally slapped the bar firmly with an open palm as she fell victim to her own fit of hysterics.

"Yeah! I'm gonna get fired for not takin' a leak!" The two continued to sputter and chortle at one another's drunken comments before finally managing to calm down somewhat, if only to catch their breath.

"That's gotta suck... I mean, that'd be like me gettin' fired for not making enough jizz or somethin'. I mean, can't you appeal to the higher ups or somethin'? Maybe go over yer supervisor's head?" The tiger stifled another giggle, finding the word 'head' far too amusing at the moment. Sally shook in response, smacking her lips from the most recent sip.

"Nah, he's the guy who's been keepin' me on the payroll so far. I wouldn't wanna try ta screw him over like that. I just gotta get back in the game somehow, figure out how ta get these tits a workin' again."

Luke nodded, downing the last of a curiously pink slurry of ice and drink, setting the glass back down roughly on the wooden counter.

"Yeah, a tit is a terrible thing ta waste... or somethin' like that. How's that line go again?"

The cow shrugged, looking down at her chest, her eyes going back and forth between the two swells stretching her shirt, then gazing lower at the pink, fleshy udder below.

"Ya know, there's a sure fire way ta get these things goin' again. If I were pregnant, I'd be able ta make all the milk I'd ever need to keep that job."

Luke snickered, looking up at the much taller lady.

"Awww, Sally wanna be a mommy?"

She snickered at the tiger, poking him softly in the chest to make him stop teasing her.

"Knock it off, it'd really only be for work... I probably wouldn't make a good mom anyway. Maybe I could put the kid up for adoption or somethin'. Hell if I could just keep the kid in there that'd be fine. More milk for me!" The mental image of her middle permanently rounded out made her giggle anew. Her feline companion leaned against her, his sense of balance impaired by the copious libations they had consumed already.

"If only you could get pregnant by Monday morning. You'd be able ta keep yer job."

A sly grin spread across the cow's face.

"Kitty wants ta knock the big cow girl up?" As he began to answer, everything began to go dark and fuzzy for Sally. Her memory failed and things faded away.

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Throbbing pain jolted Sally out of her drunken stupor. A moan of discomfort came from the bovine as she slapped a palm to her forehead, wincing in agony as the sign of a nasty hangover made itself well known. She grumbled and dared to open her eyes, finding the familiar surroundings of her room, lit up by the dying rays of sunlight out amidst the city skyline. Had she really slept through the entire day? A quick check of the digital clock on her nightstand told her she had. Another groan rose up in her throat as she attempted to sit up, feeling hindered by something, probably the aftereffects of all those drinks. With a bit of effort, she managed to roll out of bed and stumble to the bathroom. The look in the mirror was not encouraging. She was a mess. Everything seemed to be waving slowly around in her field of vision. And for some reason, she looked fat. Self-esteem issues? Or just a dozen too many fuzzy navels? It was hard to tell.

"Luke... Luke where are you?" She called out to her feline roommate, hearing no answer other than a muffled purr. It sounded like he was asleep. She didn't want to bother him so she ceased her calling, opting instead for a trip into the shower. The hot water felt good but it didn't assist in the manner she hoped. It seemed only time would alleviate such a powerful hangover. Sally scrubbed away thoroughly, trying to get the smell of cigarette smoke and alcohol out of her usually fairly glossy fur, rendering it the lovely light tan shade she was used to. Oddly enough however, what had been seen in the mirror just below her chest was there for her hands to lather up. She pushed it out of her mind, chalking it up to a form of hallucination and continued on. Once dry, she stumbled out of the bathroom and stood in the doorway, a hand back on her head as she considered what to do next. She was absolutely starving.

A quick fridge raid and back to bed; that sounded marvelous. Off she trotted, leaning against the walls of the apartment as she dragged her hooves. Food came and went. A lot of it surprisingly. It felt like she hadn't eaten in days. When she finally got rid of the intense hunger pangs, the poor disoriented bovine stumbled back to bed, flopping onto her back where she promptly passed out, snoring quietly. At least she'd be well rested for Monday, whether she would keep her job or not.

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The alarm clock blared at the side of Sally's head as she winced, yanked away from the realm of dreams back into the waking world. She grumbled and slapped the top of the rude device to shut it up. She yawned loudly, her tongue hanging from her lips before tugging it back in and snapping her jaws shut with a clop. A good stretch followed before she tried to sit up. When she did, she felt the same curious resistance, as if something were weighing her down. Her hands moved to prop her up from behind as she glanced down at her form, wondering what it could be. The headache was gone. The hangover had faded. Why was she still feeling so bloated and heavy? Did she really eat that much last night? Slowly, her eyes focused, then immediately widened at the sight she gazed upon.

The great dome of a belly she had seen yesterday in the mirror was still there! It wasn't a figment of her imagination, it was real! How did this happen!? Her hands moved to press against the firm swell, feeling over the bulge carefully as if it would help her figure out what it was that caused this sudden change in her figure. It was tight, smooth, and warm, accompanied by a strange sensation, as if there was something inside, held under her skin. Her hands continued to knead away gently against the firm belly before a gasp escaped her, brought on by a new sensation.

Whatever it was inside her, it was alive! It moved! She felt it stir again, shifting about under her fur. She could see the smooth dome form gentle lumps at the surface as the mystery contents moved about then grow still; the round, sphere-like shape returning.

"What the hell did I do yesterday!? Luke! Luke, get in here! I need you!" She waited in nervous silence. He didn't answer, making her scream out frantically for him again, eyes still locked on the great bulge resting just below her bosom.

"Mmm...what is it Sally? I'm tryin' ta sleep..."

"Luke! Something happened when we went out drinking! I don't know what it was but I need you right now so get in here!" The frantic woman refused to move from where she sat, afraid that doing so would somehow make things worse. Her belly shifted again as the tiger's moan grew louder, seeming to come from somewhere nearby. Was he in the hall already?

"Quiet. You'll wake up the neighbors."

She whined quietly, continuing to beg her friend to assist her.

"Please Luke, I need you in here right now! This is serious!" As she spoke, her voice began to rise into the pitch her roommate had come to know as her 'unhinged' state. Again the tiger groaned, the sound coinciding with a firm push from inside the cow's swollen tummy, stealing her breath away.

"I'm tired. You'll be fine."

Finally, Sally began to figure out where his voice was coming from, making her tremble terribly.

"L-Luke? W-where are you!?"

An annoyed grumble followed, the tiger no longer wanting to put up with his roommate's incessant questioning.

"I'm in bed! Trying to sleep!"

The cow swallowed hard and poked at her tummy fearfully, worried she might be correct.

"Stretch your legs..."

"What?" He was thoroughly annoyed and confused by now and the large lady could tell. She bit her lower lip, pushing the request harder.

"Please, just stretch your legs!"

He growled a little, a harmless little sound as he gave in to her demands.

"Fine! I'll come in there! But if you're not in serious trouble, I'm going back to bed!" He yawned and began to uncurl from his usual sleeping position, finding something resisting his ability to straighten out. It was soft and smooth, with a sort of spongy feel all around him. It gave him pause and he tried again, wondering if this was some sort of prank. Harder her pushed, finding it rather difficult to extend his legs. Sally shivered and moaned a strange moo of a sound, then gripped her belly as it distended out into an odd shape.

"Oh god! Luke! I think I ate you or something!"

The tiger froze, applying the idea of what it might be like inside another living creature to his current situation, finding it to coincide with the concept fairly accurately. He furrowed his brow and rubbed his head as he struggled to recall the events of the previous two evenings, finding a lot of blank spaces. Although, there was one vivid image he pulled up, blushing deeply as he allowed his sober mind to process it.

"Um... no, you didn't exactly eat me. You remember what you said at the bar the other night?" He sounded a good bit more awake and disturbed by now. The rather frantic Sally nodded, realizing he couldn't see her before vocalizing her answer.

"Yeah? About how if I was pregnant, I wouldn't hafta worry about milk?"

Her occupant nodded, poking out softly with a single finger, resulting in a quiet moan from the cow.

"Well, I made a suggestion. You thought it was kinky. We came home and tried it out." The tone of his voice came to a point that sounded like was in fear of retribution. Already beginning to formulate what it might have been, the heavy woman shivered and stuttered, trying desperately to speak.

"W-wha-what was... y-your id-dea?" What had been building in her mind, it wasn't actually possible was it? Luke shut his eyes tight, expecting his friend to get rather upset, perhaps to a point where he might get thrown around somewhat in the confining space.

"I kinda jokingly volunteered to be your baby. When we got home, you grabbed me and practically stuffed me between your legs. From there it gets fuzzy."

A deep, powerful blush filled Sally's cheeks as he explained what occurred, her hands feeling over the dome again. She was no longer worried her striped feline friend might end up digested, but more that he might suffocate should he stay in there too much longer.

"I've gotta get you out of there! I can't go to work like this!" She heaved herself from the bed and darted for the bathroom, surprised she could move so easily with such a heavy load. She had carried him in her arms before so she had an idea of how much he weighed. This however felt like a great deal more than just one smallish kitty. Her destination came quickly enough and into the tub she climbed, sitting down, legs spread.

"Sally, wait..."

"I gotta get you out! You can't stay in there!" And with that, she pushed, grunting in exertion as Luke's world quivered and compressed around him, mashing him against a tightly contracted ring of muscle. He grunted softly as he was pushed against, trying to press back against the freakishly strong muscles crushing him. The exit he had slipped through before simply would not yield, either due to Sally's body being unwilling to let him out, or simply due to the fact that she didn't know quite how to work the tiger out of her womb.

"Sal! Sally! Stop it!" He cried out in complaint, giving her a solid kick from inside. She winced and grabbed her belly, not in pain but sudden surprise.

"What!? What is it!?"

"You're squeezing the life outta me! Stop it already! You gotta relax! Just pushing like a pregnant chick in labor isn't gonna work!"

She groaned and went limp in the bathtub, her mind racing to figure out what to do.

"I can't just leave you in there. What if you run outta air or something? What will the folks at work say when I tell them?" She sniffles wetly, already well on her way back to sobbing. The feline trapped in her prison-like tummy shifted and regarded the cow's cervix, preventing him from leaving. It would take a lot of effort to just push him through, and odds were it would leave him more liquid than solid with how hard she was compressing him.

"I know, I know... we'll think of something. And if I was gonna run out of air, I'd probably already be dead by now. After all, there are a lotta blood vessels in here... maybe that's where I'm gettin' the oxygen from."

Sally blushed and squeezed her tummy around the cat gently, some of her fear fading away.

"You mean, I'm breathing for both of us?"

"Yeah, probably. After all, I've been in here a good twenty-four hours already. It would stand to reason that you've been keeping me alive." His analytical detattchment surprised the both of them. Now that the initial shock had passed, he could calmly, coolly try to reason his way out of the sutuation. Sally furrowed her brow a little, poking at him through her fur, her tail swishing a little between her legs.

"Wait... I woke up yesterday, took a shower and raided the fridge. Are you saying that I'm eating for the both of us!?"

Luke shrugged, feeling around inside his little room for evidence to that. What he found was something linking him to the bovine's fleshy womb. For all intents and purposes, she was pregnant with him. There was no doubt about it now.

"Looks like it. Even got the umbilical cord and everything. I don't know if you're gonna be able to push me out until you're just 'good and ready' if you know what I mean."

Sally's heart sank a little. She would have to go everywhere like this? She had worked so hard to get thinner, and now in one night she was back to being a big fat cow? It was disheartening in the extreme.

"This can't be happening. This has to be a dream or something. This sorta thing just doesn't happen!" Her denial was rather powerful. Luke shrugged and curled back up, pushing softly against the cow's hands.

"Looks like it did. Take a shower and keep yer legs spread. Maybe I can wiggle out while you're on yer feet." It was a long shot, but he had to take it. The still overwhelmed bovine nodded, desperate to resolve the situation. She climbed to her hooves and turned the water on, soaking herself in the warm spray. The odd sensation of the water rolling down over her swollen middle felt oddly enjoyable. She found herself concentrating more on that particular region than anywhere else as she attempted to settle down, hoping it would give Luke the means to escape. Inside, the tiger felt his world shift about again until he heard the water beating down from outside. A curious, soft, elated moo rose from above, making him raise an eyebrow, wondering just what she was doing. Was she actually enjoying this? Couldn't be. He pushed the thought out of his mind and pressed a hand against the tight pucker keeping him from freedom.

Slowly, it seemed to soften, no longer pulled quite so tight. Eventually, it parted ever so slightly, enough for him to push a finger through. The sudden invasion of Sally's passage made her gasp, the muscle tensing around Luke's offending digit. He grumbled, not wanting to be denied his chance at liberty and shoved hard, breaking through with the rest of his hand. The resulting presence between the cow's legs made her moan, a hand moving to her groin as moisture began to seep from within.

"Oh god... Luke... that..." Words failed her as her passenger continued to squirm and shove, working as hard as he could to push down into the cold air of the outside world. The more he fought, the louder Sally moaned, leaning forward against the shower wall, a hand on her belly, the other between her thighs, legs spread wide, tail lifted high. It was the most arousing sensation she had ever experienced, and it came out of desperation to remove something from herself that should not be there. Harder Luke pushed, managing to reach far enough that his fingers appeared from between her sopping folds. Sally grit her teeth as she felt his emergence begin, but she wasn't going to be able to hold onto this for long. Already she could feel the heat building around the tiger, a cry escaping her as he managed to shove his head through, stretching her tunnel quite wide.

"I'm makin' progress honey! Just hold on! Push if you can!" But no push came, and it disheartened the feline. No, she was far too distracted by the power of the fire in her crotch. She stamped one of her hooves against the floor, slipping her own fingers in past his, stroking herself as he fought his way free, "Sally! Stop that! You should be trying to get me out, not get yourself off!" His words fell on deaf ears, her mind lost to the pleasure. Seeing he was alone in his toil, he kicked hard with his legs, straightening them as best he could to push free. The sudden movement brought his one arm out up to the elbow and his nose to press against the bovine's busy fingers, tickling the feline's nostrils. As he managed to push so far, Sally's eyes widened and she practically screamed, mooing loud enough to make the surrounding tenants wonder just what was going on behind closed doors. A gush of sweet honey surrounded Luke, soaking his fur before a violent contraction dragged him back into her womb with a wet slurp. He coughed and sputtered, squirming to push back against the exit in a futile attempt to regain his lost progress.

All that hard work... for nothing.

Sally slipped down onto her knees, holding her wriggling tummy and tingling nethers, panting heavily as the tiger settled back into her stretched middle, mind hazy with the aftereffects of such a powerful climax.

"Oooooh... Luke. I don't know what you did but it felt great!"

The feline grumbled and kicked as hard as he could.

"Dammit Sally! I was trying to climb out and you practically shoved me back in! You just had to go and use me like a freaking dildo!"

The cow blushed and hugged her moving stomach softly, caressing her friend's form apologetically.

"I'm sorry but it caught me off guard. I didn't know it was gonna feel that way. C'mon, let's try it again!" She sounded just a little too eager for him to give it another go. Luke froze, arms crossed and an angry expression on his face.

"No! You just wanna do it again so you can get another orgasm out of the deal!"

Sally whined and squeezed him through her skin, sounding quite earnest.

"I promise I won't! I'll be ready for it this time! I swear! I wanna get you out of there as bad as you do!"

The feline raised an eyebrow in the dark, considering her vow.

"You promise? You won't finger yourself? You'll push this time?"

"Yeah! I'll just tell myself I'm havin' a baby and it's not the right time or something! I won't suck you back in, I promise." She paused upon hearing her alarm clock kick back on again, this time the radio function blaring a popular morning show. Frowning a little, she shut off the water and climbed out of the tub, "Hang on, lemme go turn off the damn radio before someone complains." As she exited the bathroom, she caught herself in the mirror again. Was her udder always that swollen? It looked like it was just about to pop. She paused and turned, feeling it slosh about, heavy with milk. Her eyes slowly lifted upward to her chest, spying a noticeable increase in cup-size. Just what the hell did she eat last night!? Or was this just because she had little Luke in her belly? She began turning this way and that to look at herself in the mirror from different angles, an odd little idea nagging at the back of her mind. The tiger inside felt her moving about, left to wonder what on earth she was doing.

"Sally? Are you turning off the radio?"

"Hey Luke, how big would you say I was before I started on the diet?"

He frowned incredulously, utterly baffled by the question and why it suddenly was so important.

"What!?"

The cow paused as she stared at herself in the mirror.

"How big was I? I know you were helping me track my size through the whole thing." The sense of urgency before had gone, replaced with thoughtful curiosty. The tiger grumbled, reaching back into his memory to recall.

"I dunno... um... you lost about twenty-six inches from your waist. Why? What's the big deal?"

"I'm not sure... I think maybe..." She paused, her ear flicking as the two chattering away on the radio called out the time. Sally shrieked in surprise and darted back into the bathroom, grabbing a towel to dry off, "Crap! It's already a quarter to nine! I'm gonna be so late! They'll fire me for sure!"

Luke mewled frantically as he was jostled about so roughly.

"Easy! Slow down big girl! Let's get me out and then you can take off!"

Already, Sally was frantically trying to dress herself and brush her hair.

"No time! I'm sorry but you're just gonna hafta wait in there until I get home! I promise we'll get this all sorted out after work! Please don't be mad!" She had been given this extension to protect her job. It would show very poorly on Mr. Dike if she was horribly late or simply didn't show back up. The tiger frowned and kicked his roommate a number of times, trying to persuade her to stop and give him a chance to climb out again.

"No! You promised you'd let me climb out! You can't just take off with me still in here!"

By now, she had grabbed her purse and her duffle bag containing the usual clothing she changed into when getting milked.

"I'm sorry! I really am but I don't have time!"

"What are you gonna tell them if they ask about me!?"

She paused, turning her head to snag her keys, shutting and locking the door behind her.

"I'll think of something! Now be quiet or people are gonna stare!" Off she ran to the parking garage, belly, chest, and udder all bouncing away. Into the tiny car she squeezed, finding it even more difficult with Luke curled up inside her. He kicked firmly one more time to try and make her turn around, hitting the horn and making the car honk noisily.

"Let me out!"

She yelped and frowned, pushing from inside quite firmly.

"Stop moving! I can't drive with you running around in there! Do you want us ta get in a wreck!?"

With a huff like a disciplined child, Luke settled down, holding still.

"Fine. Just keep me in here for all I care! It's not like I have a boyfriend or a life!" It was all he had left in the battle against his new prison. Sally whimpered at his complaint and sighed, hugging him from inside, no longer trying to crush him into submission.

"I really am sorry. I'll make it up to you somehow! I really will! But right now, I gotta get to work!" She turned the engine over and powered forward, seatbelt cutting into her hips under the heavy dome of her feline companion. This was going to be a very interesting day indeed.

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The parking lot was already mostly full when Sally drove up. She found an empty space and jogged the rest of the way to the employee entrance. A hectic clock-in was made and she burst into the now empty locker room, quickly swapping out her street attire with her more work appropriate outfit, something light and flexible... and would not show milk stains. As she exited the locker room, her belongings concealed in her personal storage area, Mr. Dike happened to be standing directly in the way, arms crossed, not looking terribly pleased.

"Hello Sally." His voice betrayed his skepticism of her ability to pull off this miracle. The now rather rounded cow blushed, freezing in place upon seeing her boss.

"H-hello Mr. Dike. H-how was your week?"

He drummed his fingers across his arm, blinking slowly at the bovine who was a good twenty minutes late.

"I managed to keep my bosses from frying me alive. I gave you one more chance to make a comeback, and you show up late? Things do not look good for you deary." He was well within his rights to tell her to just go home and update her resume, but it wasn't in him, not when she had not had a chance to prove herself yet. Her eyes immediately fell to the floor, unable to bring her gaze up to meet the lupine.

"I know, and I'm sorry. Things were complicated this morning."

"I bet they were. Now if you plan on proving to me that you've got what it takes to keep your job here, you'd better go get on the line. The other ladies have already started. Hop to it!"

With a timid stammer in her voice, Sally backed away down the hall, keeping her head low as she spoke.

"Yes sir! Thank you again for everything you've done for me! I'll never forget it!" With that, she slipped through the double doors into the milking room, the wolf sighing as he watched her. He mumbled to himself about how he could let someone talk him into sticking his neck out so many times being beyond him.

Sally shuffled down the walkway between the various stalls where the ladies were already hard at work. Some were moaning wantonly. Others were flat out screaming. Some just sat there reading books, doing crossword puzzles, or otherwise just generally keeping busy. Those were usually the veterans who had been on the job so long that they could take getting milked by the rather wicked looking machines without so much as a bead of sweat. Sure it still felt good, but they had been at it for so many years that they had learned to control themselves.

The overdue lady found her stall and settled in, blushing as some of the other girls stared at her as she walked in. She adjusted her seat, got comfortable, and pulled her own milking machine close, attaching it properly before switching it on. Her spine stiffened and she inhaled sharply as it began, a quiet moan escaping her as she was milked.

"Oooo... a week without this... I've missed it. Mmm... it's good ta be back!" As she sat there, melting away in her seat, another lady just to her left looked over. It was Mildred, a good friend of hers.

"Hey honey, where were ya all last week? I got worried when they started bringin' in the greenhorns."

Sally tilted her head, eyes glazed slightly, already slightly out of breath.

"I was on paid leave. Mr. Dike didn't think I could stay on to fill a quota so he gave me the week to get back into the groove. Ooo, and I think I've got it back."

Mildred nodded, her eyes lowering to gaze at her co-worker's belly.

"You certainly have a different look to you sugar... you're practically glowin'. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were pregnant."

The younger of the two laughed nervously, moving a hand to her belly as she struggled to formulate an answer.

"That's just silly. A girl can't get this far along in just one week now can she?"

Milly, as she was called by most folks, raised an eyebrow at the returning employee, taking note of the fact that she was indeed back into the acceptable range of milk production.

"No, unless you were keepin' somethin' from all of us. You haven't been hidin' anything now have you sugar?"

Sally shook her head, gasping as Luke shifted, the feline slowly getting sleepy under the unending, gentle vibration of the suction device below, making him purr himself into a soothing nap.

"No... no, haven't been keeping secrets from you girls. I just... ooo... got my belly back, that's all."

A smile crept across the white and black spotted lady's face, chuckling as she reached over and gave the younger dairy girl's bloated stomach a pat.

"Well you and your belly are certainly welcome back here. You look better with a nice tummy anyway. Got me all worried with you lookin' all skinny like that. Thought you might dry up and blow away! Now that ya got some meat back on ya..." She shivered as well, caught off guard by her own unit, "Ooo... anyway, what's new with you? How's that cute lil kitty roommate of yours?"

Sally blushed deeply and bit her lower lip, thinking quickly.

"He's fine. He's probably takin' a nap right about now. You know those cats... always up for a good snooze."

Milly snickered and nodded, leaning back comfortably to let herself just give in to the 'work' at hand.

"Mmm hmm... kittens'll do that. You tell him ole Milly says hi. And he's welcome to some'a my cream any day of the week!" She cackled, feeling like a naughty thing for having said it. Again, Sally blushed, nodding in acknowledgement before remaining silent for the rest of the shift.

---

As the day wore on, several of the girls took their breaks to recoup from the 'labor intensive' job of providing the demanding public with milk. Sally managed to work her own lunch break in, already somewhat tired from the incessant suction of the milking machine. When she went back, she'd have to turn it down a couple of notches. Whether she would reach her production goal or not, the week off left her feeling like a rookie all over again. Poor Luke probably heard her scream at least five times. Who knew exactly what happened to the poor cat when she was struck by an orgasm with him in there. Thankfully, he had remained quiet the entire time, blissfully asleep deep in the safe, and surprisingly comfortable confines of the cow's belly.

After filling her tray at the lunchroom, the humble yet plump bovine examined the area carefully before selecting a table off away from most of the other workers. Before she dared to begin eating, she gave her belly a poke. No response came. She poked again, harder. Again, no response. She frowned and placed both hands on either side of the sizable bulge and shook firmly, wincing a little when she realized there was a limit to how much it could take. A powerful kick came under her skin, practically knocking the wind out of her as the feline finally woke up.

"Easy out there! You're not a maraca! I don't make music when you shake me around in here!"

Sally blushed deeply as the tiger shouted a little too loudly, hoping it would not draw attention to her. Thankfully, the noise of the lunchroom covered his complaints.

"Quiet down!" she hissed, "I'm still at work! I just wanted ta check ta make sure you were doin' okay. I haven't heard or felt ya in a while."

A lazy yawn rose up from the round bulge as Luke stretched her skin out from within, her arms moving quickly to conceal the distentions.

"I'm fine. I was enjoying a nice nap until you woke me up. Whatever it was you were doin' it knocked me right out. How much longer before we get home?" The displeasure that had been so strong in his voice that morning seemed to be far less powerful. Perhaps it was because he was still groggy, or maybe he was getting used to his surroundings. Sally's eyes darted this way and that, checking for anyone that might catch on to the fact that she was talking to her gut.

"Another four and a half hours before my shift is over, then maybe twenty minutes to drive home."

The concealed cat grumbled and folded his arms, rolling over in the surprisingly stretchy pouch holding him under his roommate's flesh.

"Fine, fine... wake me up when we get home. And this time do it without making me feel like a paint can in an agitator."

The cow sighed and turned her attention to her lunch, surprised by how hungry she was. Normally she wouldn't eat near as much, but then she was eating for two now. Eventually, some of her coworkers decided to join her and make small talk, beginning with her new waistline and how she had been away for the previous week. Sally thought as quickly as she could to come up with an explanation, resulting in a weak claim that she went on an eating binge. A few giggles passed through the group and the topic was quickly changed. Before she knew it, she had forgotten all about the curve of her tummy.

---

Lunch came and went fairly quickly. Sally returned to her station and resumed her work with the 'harvester' turned down several levels. She would have to work her way back up to where she had been prior to the vacation. Milly and she enjoyed a lengthy conversation about where to get a decent bra for her since she seemed a bit more top heavy now and before she knew it, the five o'clock whistle had blown. Off came the milking machine and up stood the enfeebled bovine. Her legs wobbled a bit from all the vibration below. She could feel a soft trembling deep inside, which she assumed was Luke purring in his sleep as he often did. A few stumbles saw her catch her balance and walk properly down the corridor to the ladies' locker room. Off went her work outfit and on went her street clothes. She was close to home free. All she had to do was get out the door and get in the car without running into Mr. Dike. Surely he'd have a few choice words for her if he caught her. With a bit more urgency in her stride, she walked briskly towards the exit.

"Sally!" To her dismay, he had been waiting for her, "What's the rush? So eager to get back home? I thought you liked it here." He had an unusually pleasant grin on his muzzle, a grin she had not seen in about five months.

"I just... I've got some things to take care of at home. My roommate came home from vacation a couple of days ago and he's kinda mad that I let the place get so messy. I wanna get it straightened up before it gets too late tonight." She hoped that her nervousness would be attributed to the fact that she had come so close to losing her job. The wolf nodded and wrapped an arm around her the middle of her back, as high as he could reach on someone so tall.

"This won't take long. I was going over the numbers today." Sally cringed, expecting a very harsh review of her work, "I gotta say honey. You really came through for us. I've never seen such a comeback in my life. I honestly thought you weren't gonna be able ta pull it off but you hit your quota an hour after you got back from lunch. I'm impressed honey. I really am. You did good today."

Sally's cowering expression softened and she blinked, staring blankly at the wolf as he praised her for a job well done.

"I... I did?" She was rather stunned by the fact that she had managed to keep her end of the bargain. The whole incident with Luke had distracted her from realizing how much more she had produced. Mr. Dike nodded gave her a firm congratulatory pat on the back.

"You sure did! I'm hearing encouraging things from upstairs about you. Yer not quite back where you were half a year ago but if you keep this up you'll be back on top in no time!"

A surprised smile cracked the cow's lips, her teeth glittering a little in the cold florescent light.

"Really? Thanks boss, that really means a lot to me. I owe you for everything you've done for me. I really do."

The lupine turned to leave, no doubt to address something else as he waved a hand dismissively.

"You don't owe me anything. You pulled this one off. Whatever you did, keep doin' it! It's workin' great!"

She waved goodbye, still quite stunned by his warm welcoming back and report on her progress. She really had managed to pull off something of a miracle hadn't she? His last few comments seemed to echo in her mind as she drove home, squeezed up in her little car, careful not to smush her little feline passenger.

"Whatever you did, keep doin' it. It's workin' great. Yeah... it really is isn't it..." She sighed quietly and gave her swollen tummy a tender rubbing as her little vehicle puttered on home.

---

A series of moans and grunts filled the bathroom as Sally and Luke tried once more to free the striped cat. Progress was made just as before but it was very slow going, leaving both exhausted and unable to call the attempt a success. Eventually, the tiger got fed up with only barely clearing his shoulders and gave in, letting himself get slurped right back up. At least Sally was keeping him comfortable and well fed. With the exception of the fact that he was essentially trapped, he had no real complaints.

"Gimme a minute to catch my breath and we'll try again. I got farther this time."

The rotund bovine nodded softly, winded and struggling to keep from letting herself descend into orgasm.

"Okay. Just need to calm down a bit," Sally rest there on the floor of the tub, thoughts of the day weighing heavily on her mind. This whole situation had let her keep her job. If she managed to properly give birth, would she still be able to produce at the same level? Or would it all go back to the way it was, with her losing her job? And what about Luke? Clearly he wasn't interested in the notion of being her personal hormone generator. Still, there was something about this that she found oddly satisfying, "Hey Luke. About today... I met my quota and then some. Mr. Dike was really pleased with my progress. I know it's all because of you. I just wanna say thank you. You've been a good sport about this when it has to be really inconvenient for you."

The tiger sighed and lifted a hand, pressing against one of Sally's palms through her womb.

"I'd be lying if I said I hated it in here. To be honest, it's not so bad. I'm not hungry. It's a great place for a nap. And I don't have to stare at a computer screen all day long. It's been an interesting diversion. Now, if you're ready, let's try again. If it doesn't work this time, we may have to see a doctor." The cat shifted back into position, prepared to reach for freedom one more time. Sally however seemed to hesitate.

"Luke, I actually enjoyed carrying you around today. Mr. Dike even said I should keep up whatever I'm doing because it's working."

Her passenger frowned and relaxed, sensing there was more to talk about.

"Sal, I can't just stay in here. I have a job and a life. What would I do about Tony? I'm not saying I haven't enjoyed our time together but I can't make this permanent."

Sally then spoke what was on both their minds.

"But what if it was? What if we can never get you back out? What if we're stuck like this for the rest of our lives? I don't want you to resent me or regret moving in together."

Luke sighed again, slouching a little in his curled up position.

"I don't resent you. It was my idea to do this and if there's no safe way to separate us then we'll just cross that bridge when we come to it. For now, let's just focus on this one last try. If we can't pull it off, we can talk to a doctor, and if we can, then... we'll address that too. Who knows, maybe there's someone out there who would let you keep them in here all the time. Now can we please just try this one more time?" He was a convincing little thing.

The cow offered a grunt in the affirmative, leaning back once more with her legs spread wide. Silently, she hoped they would fail. She had enjoyed his presence more than she let on, but she wasn't about to hold him against his will. There had to be some sort of happy medium. But such thoughts were pushed aside as the tiger began to descend into the rather tight passage that had thwarted him thus far. Again the bovine practiced the odd combination of relaxing and flexing at once, ever so slowly building up dexterity between her thighs.

"Try... to stand up... when I push. On three. One. Two. Three!" Sally squeezed her abdomen, forcing a contraction so that Luke would have something more solid to kick off of. The new tactic seemed promising as the striped fellow began to emerge, even so far as to release his arms. Immediately, he anchored himself by bracing his now free hands against the cow's thighs. His chest was ringed tightly in the widely stretched lips that had held him back for at least forty-eight hours. His legs continued to straighten, or at least try, not wanting to give up when he had come so far.

"So... close! Don't stop honey! We're almost there!"

Sally nodded trying her best to keep from relaxing. Just as it felt as though both would fail, their bodies screaming for relief, Luke felt a soft pinch on his navel and what had been a vice-like grip on him quickly softened, allowing him to slip free. Out he slid, landing on the smooth tub floor with a wet plop. Both lay there panting profusely as they recovered. It had worked. He was out. Sally dropped a hand over her stomach, the region trim once more. A gentle sigh of disappointment passed her lips as she sat up.

"Guess that solves that. And look, don't even have ta cut the cord." It was true, the umbilical joining them was gone. The tiger looked to his own abdomen, running his fingers through the fur of his tummy. All he found was the same 'innie' he always had. It made sense. He had heard that many species disconnected in such a way when giving birth.

"Ya know, maybe it was disconnecting that made this work. Your body realizes it isn't supporting me so it lets go to keep from doing more harm than good. From there, I just crawl on out."

The exhausted bovine shook her head, not in disagreement but a lack of certainty.

"I dunno. I'm just glad it's over. I was about ta pass out. Now, I think it's time we got clean. I'll let you go first since you're soaked head to toe. I can just wait outside." As she stood, feeling somewhat awkward without the weight in her middle, Luke attempted to stop her.

"No reason why we can't just shower together. I was inside you, literally. I think one quick shower together won't be a huge problem. Besides, we need to cut back on the water bill." He had a point, but more than that there was this deep yet subtle desire to stay close. Sally agreed and the shower was turned on, warm water splashing over short brown fur and a thicker orange and white coat striped with black. A good lather was started and scrubbed deep into Luke's pelt, bringing forth an appreciative purr and an arching of the back. Clearly he was fond of the notion of having someone bathe him. When it came for the now unoccupied cow to enjoy a similar experience, the tiger was quite pleased with the reaction he received. A relaxed coo escaped Sally as she let her roommate scrub away. It was a situation neither of them had ever imagined would come to pass. They were good friends, but not that good, not close enough for the feline to question his sexual orientation as he had during adolescence.

Eventually, they emerged, dressed, and settled in the living room, unsure how the last two days would affect their relationship. Sally had carried Luke in a very intimate manner. It couldn't just be dismissed easily, and both quickly realized there were some lingering effects. Silence prevailed as the tiger and cow struggled to find the right words until Luke was struck with an idea, food.

"Wanna get some pizza?"

Without any sort of pause between them, Sally sat up, moving to stand as she answered.

"Yes, I'm starving." Provisions were acquired and a bad movie was rented in the hopes that the distraction would lead to some sort of dialog, or bury the awkward silence so they could both move on. The two consumed their dinner in almost total silence save for a few comments at the feature film's expense. After the pizza was gone, both feline and bovine settled on the couch to finish the movie, a comfortable distance between them, as was the norm. But over the course of the remaining hour, Luke and Sally found themselves closing the gap until they were nestled warmly against one another. There was nothing especially promiscuous about it, instead it felt very natural, leaving the dairy cow feeling quite maternal. It provided a serene quality that neither quite expected. It made the movie-watching all the more relaxing.

The evening wore on and the roommates continued their impromptu movie night until at last the credits rolled. Sally lifted the remote and switched off the television and media center, still somewhat baffled by its complexity and the ease with which Luke had installed it. He really was a wonderful friend she thought to herself as she ran her fingers through the fur on the back of his neck. The motor-like purr rumbling away in his throat told all within earshot that he was quite content.

"Guess we should head to bed. I've got work early tomorrow and don't you need to see your publicist?"

Luke yawned and stretched in typical feline fashion, batting softly at one of his ears afterword.

"Yeah, I probably should. They'll want to hear about my trip and the review of the accommodations. Probably the last trip they'll send me on. It sounded like they were talking about cutting costs. For all I know, this may be my last article with them. I'll give'em a call tomorrow to see what's up."

Sally nodded and slowly eased up onto her hooves, standing the tiger up in the process. She did seem to notice that there had been some recovery in her production, not so much that she was ready to go again just yet, but enough to keep her from worrying too much about tomorrow. It seemed that all she needed was a kick start. Part of her was saddened by this. It likely meant her tummy would remain vacant, no longer in need of her black-striped friend's less than willing but very well behaved presence within.

"Right... well... good night I suppose. Sleep well. See you in the morning then."

Luke nodded and offered a similar sentiment. From there, they adjourned to their separate rooms, each changing into little more than comfortable undergarments to sleep in. For the tiger, this was a pair of dark boxers speckled with little hearts of various sizes and ranging from white to red and everything in between. Sally meanwhile had opted for a simple, loose fitting t-shirt with the caption '100% REAL' across her chest with the zeros strategically placed and the word '(BEEF)' below in smaller print. The shirt had always amused her, as did another favorite of hers that put a twist on the famous ad campaign. It read 'Want Milk?' on a black field, as though she were just giving it away to total strangers she passed on the street.

Both climbed into bed and put out the lights, their thoughts returning to how they had spent much of the last two days. The idea was quickly shoved away as they attempted to find sleep. It wasn't long before Luke realized something wasn't right, so he pulled the sheets over his head and curled up on his side. The new position seemed to show promise, but in the end there was no rest to be had. The cat groaned and cast the sheets away in frustration. Half an hour had passed and he still had not even begun to nod off. And he knew exactly why. There was only one thing to do. Out of bed he sprang, irritated that he couldn't just act like a grown up and sleep in his own room. He padded silently across the hall to Sally's bedroom and entered rather abruptly, determined to wake her if necessary. It wasn't. She was still very much awake and sitting up in bed. She was plagued with a similar insomnia.

"I can't sleep. Can you?" The tone of his voice hinted at the annoyance they shared. Sally shook her head, trying not to show that being left empty had dampened her spirits. Luke shuffled over to the bed and climbed atop it, crawling under ths sheets until he was pressed against the lady's side, his cheek brushing back and forth against one of the cow's ample breasts as though to use it as his pillow, "Let's just see if this works. If so, I might just have to pay Tony an early visit, and find you a guy to snuggle with all night long."

The taller lady offered a quiet nod as she draped an arm loosely around Luke's shoulders. It was comfortable, but still missing something, some crucial element needed to complete the situation. Finally realizing what it must be, Sally sat up, looking down at the cat she had been stroking for ten minutes. He, too, was still awake.

"Look, I think the only way we'll both catch some Z's is if you got back in there. Now that we know how to get you back out, we can split up in the morning. You up to it?"

Luke lifted his gaze to meet with Sally's, unsure how he should answer. The seconds ticked by as the cat struggled to answer until at last he caved.

"Oh alright. But when you get up, you let me out before you head to work."

Sally nodded and spread her legs as the tiger moved down between them, unable to believe he was doing this all over again. The cow even hoisted her fleshy udder out of the way, the pink organ sloshing gently. It wasn't nearly as full as it had been that morning, but it was certainly more distended than usual.

Luke tentatively reached forward, pressing a single hand into the soft petals before him. They parted easily around the intruding paw as if to welcome him back. Sally moaned quietly, squirming from the sensations racing up her spine. Without even realizing it was her doing, the cow winced, her whole body tightening up, dragging the tiger's arm in up to his elbow. Her eagerness encouraged the feline onward. His other hand joined the first and was quickly slurped up just as easily. With both limbs now wrapped in Sally's warm grip, he pushed them apart to create a gap wide enough for his head. And in it went with an unceremonious, wet tug.

The bloating bovine squirmed away, unable to sit still as her friend climbed back inside her. The last time, she was too drunk to remember the actual act but now, she was fully sober and lucid. Had she recalled such jaw dropping stimulation, she might have begged Luke to go back in. In fact, she might have tried harder to get him out in the first place just so he could slide back into her. This was absolutely heavenly, and rather effortless. It was if all the work was being done for her and Luke wasn't pushing all that hard. In fact, the tiger had stopped altogether when he noticed the powerful rippling surrounding him and urging him deeper. The vague memory of his previous entry reinforced the notion that Sally could take it from here. As the low light within the tunnel rendered his sight useless, Luke closed his eyes and folded his ears back. It wouldn't take long at all.

The large lady arched her back as her roommate's head slipped in, the mechanics of her birth canal pacing the feline's entry for her. A few gentle 'hiccups' now and again made her jump and squeal over the odd noises she was already making. A ring of pink hugged closely around Luke's chest as he felt another ring stretch about his arms and muzzle, welcoming him back into the womb's embrace. The process seemed much like he would expect to feel like to be eaten alive, except that he wouldn't die. No, this was a far safer place to be and he was quite ready to crawl the rest of the way in. Gentle pressure squeezed in on his chest as Sally's warmth engulfed his trim, slender abdomen. The muscular walls were just as interested as he was apparently, sliding along his form with rhythmic motions, not unlike the workings of a massage. Fabric met the woman's petals and hung there, sliding off the tiger's hips as they too were consumed.

The heart-covered garment eased down along Luke's thighs, the cat shifting his legs this way and that to rid himself of the offending scrap of cloth. It was about this time that he felt the smooth flesh passing over his sheath, thus made to wonder a silly little thought; were he still a virgin, would this be an acceptable method to lose that particular status? An amusing notion best saved for later. Sally was lost in a world of alien stimulation, never before having been caught up in so monstrously powerful a series of near-climaxes, at least that she had been sober enough to remember. As lost as she was in thought, she was still lucid enough to recognize the shape of a man's features gliding into her. A powerful blush filled her cheeks and a soft convulsion rippled through her belly, the growing dome hardening tight as a drum. As a result, Luke found his knees being kissed by the cow's petals. He wiggled his toes and awaited the final 'push' that would seal him away.

He didn't have to wait long. Another similar stiffening rolled across the tiger as he came to realize just what it was he was experiencing. They were contractions, somehow moving in the other direction from what they were usually aimed but contractions none the less. Strong ones too. Not only did they serve a useful purpose in sending Luke to his temporary bed, but they served also as a sign of what was to come. Each tense brought the lady that much closer to an actual climax, one that promised to give her reason to get some rest. The supple folds inched down along Luke's calves, moisture matting and darkening his fur. His ankles felt the touch of womanhood upon them and a quiver ran through the cow. She uttered a long, desperate cry into the night as the last of her roommate was pulled in between her legs. Her thighs closed involuntarily as she felt the cat continue to shift under her skin, sending wave after wave of unbridled satisfaction through her. The orgasm ran its course like a wrecking ball catching the poor bovine off guard, shattering all thought and sensation save the moment.

Finally, when Luke settled and felt a familiar grip on his stomach, the waves faded, washing away Sally's consciousness into a blissful, deep, dark sea of dreams. The tiger quickly found the comfort he sought and drifted away to the sound of a strong, rapid but slowing heartbeat. The once more pregnant cow lay there on her back for the remainder of the night, her shirt now stretched over three swells, the third being considerably larger than the other two. Morning would come soon enough and with it the promise of a secure job.

---

Dreams came and went, enjoyable and serene images swirling about slowly as the night faded to morning. The sun turned the sky a faint crimson which slowly eased to gold then blue. Its warmth reached Sally's curtains, slowly heating the room in a mild convection. The cow's alarm clock slowly marched onward to its goal until at last it rang out, filling the bedroom with its digital chime. Sally groaned and reached over with a single hand, silencing the evil machine and sitting up. Her hands reached outward towards the ceiling in a great stretch, her lips parted in a long, quiet yawn. When at last she relaxed, the glowing bovine turned her attention to her stomach, caressing her belly in a very motherly fashion. It had been exactly what they both needed.

"Luke, you awake?" No answer came, only the gentle tremble brought by a very satisfied purr. She giggled quietly and eased out of bed. She had given herself more time this morning, time enough to enjoy some breakfast. It was pretty simple; toast, eggs, orange juice, and a slice from the meager remains of last night's pizza. Well, Sally considered it simple. Again, she tried to wake him, and again, she did not meet with success. She couldn't just wait for him to come around. She had things to do! At least it seemed that she was back to 'full capacity.' Her udder was sloshing about noisily with every step, bringing a grin to her lips.

A shower was started and much like the morning before, she focused quite liberally on her belly. The more she exposed herself to the condition, the more she liked it. Something about the idea of carrying someone, as well as the added perks that allowed her to keep her job, was far more satisfying than she could have imagined. Unfortunately, she would have to let Luke out at some point. It was getting close to time to leave for work. She jumped in the air, letting the landing jostle her friend, hopefully from sleep.

"Luke! I gotta let you out or I'm gonna be late!"

A groan rose from her belly as the feline within stirred.

"I don't care. I just wanna sleep."

Sally grumbled and jumped again.

"You can sleep when you're out! Now c'mon!"

A stern kick created a visible lump in her belly. It was clear he didn't want to cooperate.

"Just take me to work with you dammit! I'm too tired to try and climb out." He fell silent again, and the cow just blinked. He had wanted the opposite last night. What made him change his mind? Was she really that accommodating a hostess?

"Whatever, just don't complain to me tonight when we get home." With nothing more to worry about, Sally dried off and dressed. At least she didn't have to explain a smaller stomach. She squeezed into her car and took off. She would be on time today.

---

Out of the little car the bovine squeezed, clopping casually to the door of the milking facility. She felt lighter, metaphorically at least. She wasn't in danger of unemployment and Luke was cooperative. Things were going her way again. The locker room came and went, as did Sally's clothes. Her punch-in was a few minutes early, giving her a little breathing room. Just as she was settling in, Mr. Dike approached, stopping her as she began hooking up.

"Hold on there Sally. Some of the guys higher up wanna have a chat with you. We'll getcha back on the line soon enough but there's a certain matter we'd like to discuss." His previously chipper demeanor had been replaced with a more serious tone. A soft chill ran up the lady's spine, tingling at the nape of her neck. Could they have found out what her secret was? Would they be concerned about what it might do to the quality of her milk? Was she in danger of losing her job? There was only one way to know. Timidly, she rose from her seat and followed the portly lupine down the line and out of the milking room. The elevator carried them several floors up before they arrived at the doors to a conference room. Mr. Dike shoved those dark cherry doors open and stepped inside.

A long table filled a small portion of the plush chamber. The windows on the far wall offered an impressive view of the complex and the city beyond. Six figures sat looking back at the pair as they entered, quite intimidating, their eyes fixed on Sally. She swallowed hard, her hands moving idly to her tummy, almost protectively as if they would attack Luke. The six remained silent as the rotund wolf closed the doors behind them, sealing the timid cow in with a panel that likely would decide her fate.

"Sorry to keep you waiting. I believe we're ready to begin." Mr. Dike took a seat before the table, motioning for Sally to do so as well. Once she had, one of the six began to speak.

"Miss Hutcheson, it's our understanding that prior to your brief absence, you were having difficulty meeting your production goals." As if the party functioned as a single person, another continued where the first left off.

"And quite suddenly, you return and manage to fill your quota with ease and then have milk to spare." There was a strange sense of disorientation associated with rapid changing of speakers. Sally found her head turning to follow who was speaking. Clearly they were well practiced with such presentations.

"Not only this but there have been significant changes to your body." Again they jumped from speaker to speaker.

"When you were at your peak, you were heavy set, weighing in excess of three hundred pounds, in part due to your height. A change in dietary habits and activity occurred around this time." They continued the odd barrage of oration, their multi-headed attack beginning to make Sally dizzy.

"Your weight dropped to one ninety-five, quite slim for a lady of your stature. We understand this was motivated by your desire to modify your self image. Is this true?" The question seemed simple enough, and fairly harmless. There was no malice in their voices, but there was curiosity. Sally swallowed softly and answered, concerned of the direction this could take.

"Y-yes. Should I not have lost the weight?"

Again, they spoke in turn as the bovine attempted to acclimate.

"It is not our place to judge how you view yourself. Though it's possible your changes in lifestyle did affect your production. We find it curious that upon returning to a body type more similar to how you were previously, your 'dry spell' came to an abrupt end. Such a stark contrast is enough to raise a few eyebrows. Concern was raised as to how you might have achieved this so we had your milk tested. You are aware that we have a strict drug free policy, correct?"

Sally nodded, recalling mention of unannounced tests of milk samples being part of the company's operation for quality control.

"D-did you find something?"

The center-most two slid a small collection of documents towards the woman before continuing.

"We did actually. The analysis is consistent with those ladies who are pregnant or are entering into a natural state of hormone production similar to pregnancy. Previous random tests did not show this, and since it is unlikely that you have conceived between now and the last test, we have assumed you are one of the very rare ladies whose bodies spontaneously simulate pregnancy."

It seemed as though they were unaware of the secret hidden in her belly, but still, it was unclear if the analysis was good or bad.

"Does that mean you can't use my milk?" She squirmed nervously in her seat waiting for their answer. Thankfully, it came quickly and clearly. At least they had the courtesy to be direct where appropriate.

"Your job is safe, Miss Hutcheson. In fact, your condition makes you more valuable to us. We've asked you here to discuss your possible enrollment into a special program we don't make public for several reasons. It's something of a breeding program designed to ensure our best producers leave a legacy behind when they retire from the line. You are welcome to decline but we would ask that you hear us out first."

The rather unusual turn the conversation took stunned Sally beyond words. It took her several minutes to process what had been said and form a response beyond incoherent grunts and noisy breathing.

"You... you want to get me knocked up?!"

The panel offered a quick and diplomatic answer to such a blunt question.

"We wouldn't word it quite like that but yes. We would like to arrange for you to have a child."

So many new questions flooded Sally's mind, but a single phrase continued to swirl about amidst the chaos, 'That area's a bit busy at the moment!' which slowly put order to her thoughts.

"How... how soon are we talking? And what exactly is involved?"

Valid questions, ones the panel had heard before.

"Ideally, we would like to see conception within a year but there is no set requirement. In fact, if you so chose, all that would be needed is to harvest one of your eggs and you would be free of any responsibility thereafter. However, we would prefer a more natural approach. One we can facilitate." Options, those were always good. Still, the idea that she would be the mother of a child she might never meet left a bad taste in her mouth. The 'opt out' was still on the table but this whole arrangement just might be the ticket to staying in production.

"Facilitate how? You pay my bar tab until I meet a guy who wouldn't mind being a father?"

A quiet snort of amusement rose beside her. Mr. Dike seemed to be enjoying this, or at the very least, Sally's reactions. After he quieted down, the six continued.

"We have employed with us a fairly large number of bulls we would make a selection from. He would provide the necessary contribution at the very least. Of course, we would be pleased if things between you both progressed beyond propagation, but it is not required. Also, should you agree to this method, the company would assist you with the expenses associated with raising a child."

Financial support. That caught her attention. It certainly took the sting out of the notion of being a mom. Her salary was a trifle insufficient to afford much of what would be required. Still, she wasn't about to jump on board so quick.

"I'm still not entirely sure about this. Do I have to decide right now?"

The wolf sitting beside her cleared his throat quietly, leaning over to whisper to Sally.

"This is something of a time sensitive issue. They've got a candidate picked out and he's on limited availability. If we don't go ahead and get his transfer started today, we'll lose him. I've read his file. He's a good guy. Most of the others have reports of anger management issues. This guy is your best shot in the whole arrangement. You know me. I wouldn't be pushing it if I had any reason to think you'd be unhappy." The pressure was building. Mr. Dike had put himself on the line for her, she owed him for keeping her job safe. And there was no real guarantee that she would keep producing once Luke was out. It might be the only chance she had to keep her job in the long term. She had been thinking about settling down if she met the right guy, and the panel's offer was rather generous. Sally fidgeted silently for a few moments under the expectant stare of all in the room, quietly boring through her will power.

"Okay... okay... I'll do it. But if I don't like this guy..." She was stopped abruptly by the panel.

"It isn't required that you both develop a relationship. If you don't like him, he can be out of your life as soon as you're pregnant."

That seemed to satisfy her, to a point. The whole idea still made her uneasy, pairing up with a complete stranger. Perhaps that was part of why they didn't make this program public knowledge. She hoped the wolf was right about him.

"Right, so what do I hafta do?"

Mr. Dike stood, as if the meeting had ended.

"We'll get the ball rolling for you. I'll have a few forms for you to sign by the end of the week, but beyond that, it's just business as usual."

The cow stood and turned to follow her boss, pausing as the six spoke again.

"We'll be in touch with you. And Sally... we would appreciate discretion on the matter of our conversation."

She nodded and was out the door before she knew her hooves had carried her away. This was going to be an interesting discussion with Luke.

---

Work came and went in a typical fashion. Just as the previous day, Sally was left weak in the knees by lunchtime and filled her quota shortly after. The tiger she carried remained blissfully asleep the entire time. When she climbed out of her car back home, a hand moved to her belly and gently traced circles about the plump dome, idly wondering if being pregnant in the more traditional sense was anything like this. How should she explain this to Luke? Would he be upset the situation would be changing so drastically? Would he be overjoyed to have an excuse to move in with Tony? Thinking about it made her hungry. Maybe his favorite take-out would smooth things over.

The "Imperial Palace" was given a larger than normal order, one they were quite happy to fill. While waiting for dinner to arrive, Sally opted to get comfortable, starting with a nice, steamy shower. It was starting to cool down for the year and there was just enough of a chill in the air to signal the coming of autumn. That same chill had stuck with her since the drive home, and a shower would melt it away. The hot water poured down over her, washing away any evidence of the day's activities. Like before, her hands lingered over her midsection, oddly pleased with her current state. There was little, if any, discomfort. Would she be so lucky once she had a baby on the way? Would Luke even agree with her decision? She had to find out. The cow gave her belly a soft jostle, hoping to wake the tiger.

"Luke. C'mon, you've been asleep all day."

The feline stirred softly and yawned, behaving much more civil than during previous rude awakenings. Instead of an impolite kick, he offered a gentle pat against the slick, spongy walls surrounding him.

"Home already? Fast day. Mind if I hang out here for a while?"

Part of her wanted to let him stay, but she knew she couldn't.

"I need you to come out. We need to talk."

---

"So why didn't you just tell them about me?" The pair sat across from one another clad in their respective bathrobes, enjoying the plentiful feast before them. A copy of the bull's profile lay spread out on the table for them to look over.

"I was worried they might not take it very well and I might get fired. For all we know, this thing we've been doing could be illegal or something."

Luke laughed and rolled his eyes, clearly not concerned about the law.

"I think that would be the least of our problems," He looked back at the file as he deftly worked his chopsticks, reading over Sally's 'partner' in official sounding detail, "So whatcha gonna do if a don't like him?" It had been explained already what options were available to her, but perhaps he wanted to know if she had a course of action in mind.

"I don't know, just break it off once I'm pregnant I guess."

The tiger shook his head.

"It's never that simple. You don't know how emotionally involved he might get. He may very well want to make it a serious relationship." The striped fellow had always been a bit more tuned to the emotional side of the spectrum, offering incite the bovine lady sometimes overlooked. Sally sighed and picked idly at her food, no longer quite so eager to eat. But only temporarily.

"I know, I know. It's kind of a crappy situation. I wouldn't want to hurt anyone because of this. I have thought about having a kid though. I just don't know how it would affect you."

Luke slurped up a good mouthful of spicy noodles, displaying a currently relaxed etiquette by speaking while working his teeth.

"Tony and I will work something out. We were talking about moving in together anyway."

Such flexibility allowed the big girl to breathe more easily. Her appetite returned promptly as a result. Her chopsticks sought out what she thought might be a more flavorful dumpling from the little cardboard box.

"I'm just glad you don't feel like I'm kicking you out."

The feline paused and looked up.

"Well, in a sense, you kinda are," His whiskers twitched as he grinned a sweet and spicy sauce stained grin. Sally blinked in silence, utterly baffled by the comment. Luke sensed her confusion and mercifully continued.

"After dinner, I'm gonna go write that review, upload my receipts and then I plan on going 'back to bed' while it's still vacant."

The lady's eyes widened before gazing briefly down at her belly. Surely he wasn't serious, was he?

"You... want to go back in?" Her incredulity was undeniable. The tiger nodded, opting for silence so he could eat, "But... but why? You don't actually like it do you?" A shrug was her only answer while he chewed. Once his mouth was empty, he paused his progress with his noodles to elaborate.

"What can I say? It's growing on me. And really, let's face it. We both slept better after I climbed back in last night. You can't tell me there's nothing about it that you enjoy. I hear you in the shower. You sound almost giddy when you rub me."

A deep rosy blush filled the lady's cheeks. Truth be told, she did enjoy it, and not just the resulting swollen sense of glee. Luke snickered seeing her reaction and proceeded with his noodles and shrimp. He had known her long enough to tell when her embarrassed silence meant he was eerily accurate. Eventually, Sally managed to find her voice again.

"I... I don't 'dislike' it. It's not like I have trouble walking or anything." She was still quite flustered, and it amused Luke. He slurped up the last of his meal and stood, carrying his containers to the trash.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night honey."

And with that, she was left to her own devices, to eat the rest of her dinner alone. There was indeed a distinct emptiness that gnawed quietly at her, an emptiness she hoped would go away once she was done eating. Twenty minutes passed and the remaining take out disappeared from the little white boxes that had born the fragrant cargo. All had been eaten and yet she still felt as though something were missing. Luke had been right about her earlier. She did enjoy the odd arrangement. Likely, it would be a short-lived understanding between them, but there was no reason not to enjoy it while she could, right?

The slender feline sat quietly at his computer, typing away briskly, artfully crafting his words so that his review would not only be thorough and informative, but enjoyable to read. It was partly why he had been given the job after all. His ears flicked softly as he heard the nervous shuffling of hooves down the hall. Every few minutes, a gentle creek sounded throughout the room as she peeked in on him. Apparently, she was more eager to 'put him to bed' than she wanted to admit. It made him chuckle.

When at last he was satisfied with his flowery rhetoric, the tiger submitted the review and began calculating what the company should reimburse, cost of the room, plane tickets, the 'assigned' activities included in his review, dining at designated restaurants, and things of that sort, politely neglecting to include the purchase of a few key items that should discretely remain as personal expenses.

Finally, he finished his work only to delay his 'bedtime' further by sending Tony a brief but goofily romantic e-mail, requesting they meet up for dinner Friday evening. He wouldn't get a response right away but that was understandable. No longer able to stand his procrastination, unaware of the fact he had been delaying on purpose, Sally grunted in frustration and stomped off to the living room. Luke chuckled again and ever so softly crept into the hall, watching his roommate settle on the couch to watch TV. He knew she wouldn't last long at all, and true enough, within minutes her eyes glazed over and eased shut. With nothing exciting to watch, the mystical couch overrode the empty feeling and cast its spell on the lady. Sally was out. Now was his chance. The sleek feline darted silently to the sofa and slipped out of his robe.

"Let's just see how deep a sleeper you really are." Carefully, Luke unfolded her legs to help expose 'the door,' nudging up under the warm, fleshy udder sloshing quietly just atop his nose. Fingers made contact with the lady's womanhood, bringing a soft moo to her lips. She stirred but only slightly. He could do this. It would take some finesse, but he could do this. Gently, he parted Sally's folds only to slide his hands in, then his forearms, all in one slow, steady motion. More sounds came from above but nothing concerning. His progress continued, pleased with the expedience. And then, something akin to a hiccup claimed his arms, slurping him up until his nose was pressed against the bovine's petals. He snickered quietly and thought to himself 'good girl' before another spasm dragged his head completely into the canal he had traveled several times by now.

The powerful inward motions continued, leaving Luke with little to do other than listen to Sally moan in her sleep. Each contraction saw him lurch forward a few more inches, his chest soon claimed by the unconsciously possessive cow, then the rest of his torso. It continued in such a fashion until roughly half of him was 'back home' in the comforting embrace of his friend's womb. From there, he just curled up, drawing the rest of himself the rest of the way in. Warmth washed over his feet and the same pinch as before pressed to his navel as the exit sealed shut. Sally moaned and squirmed in her sleep until he finally settled, a hand rising up and dropping onto the renewed bulge as though it belonged there. The tiger inside purred, closed his eyes, and drifted off in seconds, content to play 'baby' for a while longer.

Light flickered in the dimly lit room as Sally stirred awake. She recognized the program on TV, some late night talk show signifying the coming of midnight. She had slept through most of the evening already. Surely Luke was already in bed. The minute she tried to stand, she discovered the return of her weighty belly, answering her question. She grunted as she hoisted herself up, holding her stomach with one hand, the other pushing on the couch for support.

"Snuck in there without waking me up. Guess it's not up to me how we play this anymore." There was a distinct lack of regret in her voice, in fact, it was a delightful surprise. Without any ado, she turned off the television and strolled on off to bed smiling the whole way. Hopefully, Luke wouldn't wake up or at least want out until after work tomorrow. He certainly had no plans to go anywhere.

---

Work came and went, passing with the same level of normalcy as anyone could expect given the situation. No one seemed to notice the feline concealed within the gravid bovine's middle, just as no one had the previous two days. The presence within continued to contribute to Sally's renewed ability to meet, and even surpass her quota. At least her job was safe for the time being. That comforted her.

Once home, Sally flopped onto the couch heavily. The sudden motion brought a shift from under her short, tan fur. A hand sought out the brief lump that came of the activity.

"You awake in there?"

A soft grunt pre-empted the tiger's answer.

"I am now. Whatcha need?"

She felt bad waking him up, but it seemed as though he was pulled from sleep more gently than previous times. Maybe he was getting used to it.

"Well, was gonna see if you wanted out, maybe check to see if your boss responded to your review."

Luke yawned and stretched out against his comfortable little home, trying to keep from drifting back off.

"Check it for me. I don't wanna climb out just for that." He saw no point in it if he hadn't gotten a response yet. Carefully, the expectant lady climbed back to her hooves and sought out her roommate's laptop. A few minutes later found her staring at the cat's inbox. There was indeed a new message. Without any hesitation she opened it and began reading.

"Your latest review has gone on through for publication. Nice work as usual. I'm glad I picked you to send instead of Ericson. He does the job well enough but you're so much more thorough. As I'm sure you've heard, there's been some fat trimming going on. The company didn't do as well over the summer as we'd hoped and what we did earn just isn't enough to stem the tide. Our branch is being shut down and I'm being recalled to corporate, probably for a demotion. All my staff is being let go. I'm sorry Luke. If you need any sort of recommendation letter, just let me know. I'll help however I can. Again, I'm sorry it went down this way. Best of luck in whatever it is you do," Her voice seemed to slow and trail off as she finished. It seemed that the situation had changed once again, "Luke, I'm really sorry. I should have just let you read it in private. Is there anything I can do for you?" Her middle had grown quiet and still. The tiger had expected this but it still stung. Eventually, after a few gentle prods from the motherly cow, he spoke up.

"I'll be fine. I just... I need a little time to myself."

Sally nodded and stood up to make preparations.

"Alright, just gimme a sec to get in the shower." This time the poke came from under the lady's skin. Luke stopped her before she could get too far.

"No, you can leave me in here. I just mean I need to do some thinking without being interrupted. Until I come up with something, don't worry about letting me out." It seemed that he saw her as a source of comfort. That in turn eased her own tension. The gravid cow rose from the chair far too small to comfortably accommodate her. A shower still sounded nice. And with it turning cold out, she decided that cooking dinner at home would be best.

The evening seemed to pass quickly, a simple, but plentiful supper almost filling her up. She was eating for two after all. The night passed just as swiftly, both 'mother' and 'child' sleeping soundly. When the morning buzzer finally came, Sally had not the heart to wake poor, unemployed Luke. It was painfully apparent that the news hit him harder than he was letting on. So, off to work she went, returning home and repeating the previous day's activities, shower, dinner, then bed. And so another night passed seeing the two inseparable. Neither seemed to mind in the least. The following morning came and once more, Sally ventured out to work, thinking little of her 'burden' at this point. She knew Luke was fine. There was no reason to worry. After a lengthy day being milked, this time on a slightly higher setting, the exhausted bovine drove home, still spent from her time attached to the milking machine. Getting from the car to the front door was a struggle, her legs almost giving out a few times. There would be no shower this time. No, she needed a good soak in the tub.

Steam filled the bathroom as Sally lounged in the perfectly heated water. As she relaxed, she stroked and squeezed her domed middle, able to sense the ever so subtle tremble of a purr under her skin. It brought with it an odd satisfaction. Her 'baby' was happy. Her eyes drifted shut as a hand slowly migrated south. The trek around her udder was brief, finding the 'base camp' quite easily. The week's worth of stimulation left her wanting something a bit more focused. Something that while Luke was awake, she dared not even think about.

A smile slipped across her face as she found herself, stroking oh so slowly at her warm folds. The milking machine was rather intense so a delicate touch was appreciated. Her fingers glided this way and that inside herself, surprised to find the flesh just as quick to grasp as it had been prior to Luke's initial journey. All his trips in and out had not had any impact on her 'size' much to her surprise and delight. At least now she didn't have to worry about finding a person-sized adult toy. She pushed deeper until an errant probing saw one of her fingers brush across a small, amazingly tender patch of flesh. It had been so long she had almost forgotten where it was, and soon, she was attacking it as if desperate to satisfy herself.

Moans filled the bathroom but they were short-lived. The added weight in her middle seemed to somehow amplify the experience, hastening her journey toward climax. When it struck, Sally shivered deeply before falling into a deeply relaxed state, her breath rapid but not heavy. Hopefully, Luke would not begrudge her a little self-indulgence. Several minutes more saw the tub drained and the motherly cow wrapped up in her bathrobe, clopping tiredly towards the bed. If kitty wanted out, it would have to wait until tomorrow. She sprawled out on her bed, legs forced apart slightly, a hand resting atop her cat-filled tummy, robe unable to conceal such a bulge while lying down. Sleep came quickly. If only she had known of the plans her 'baby' had made a week ago, things might have turned out differently.

---

The sound of a key sliding against tumblers filled the living room before several clicks signified the unlocking of the front door. The now open portal yielded a fox entering the oddly silent apartment. His knocks and calls had gone unanswered. Were they even at home? Luke promised him they would get together tonight. He frowned, carrying an overnight bag and a more proper suitcase in with him. He was glad he had a key.

"Luke! Sally! You guys here!?" His voice carried through the rooms, not rousing the sleeping cow but instead waking her occupant. Could it be Friday evening already? And he was trapped inside one of the heaviest sleepers on the planet, wonderful! This was going to be interesting. He pressed an ear against the slick flesh holding him in place and listened carefully. Again he could hear his boyfriend's voice coming from somewhere nearby. Ideas on how to deal with the situation raced through his mind before he opted for the simplest option; try and climb out. He pushed and shoved against the exit, unable to make any real headway. He managed to get a hand into the awaiting passage but with how Sally was responding, it was likely that it would take upwards of an hour to overcome her subconscious.

Tony continued to explore deeper into the apartment, dropping his bags off in his lover's bedroom, flopping onto the bed face up. A quiet sigh escaped the vulpine male as he gazed at the ceiling he had come to be so familiar with. Luke wasn't the only one who had not been having a very good week it seemed.

"Luke! Where are you! You said we'd have dinner tonight!" At this point, he didn't care if he was 'barking in the dark' so to speak. Just voicing the sentiment seemed soothing. After several moments, he rose again and ventured over to the tiger's bathroom, peering in to find it empty. He had already seen the kitchen unoccupied as well as the living room. There was only one other place to look and he was fairly certain he wouldn't be in there. And had he been, he would have answered. Surely there was nothing he could possibly be doing in there that would give him any reason not to respond. He was comfortable with the living arrangement Luke had with Sally, at least, the arrangement he was aware of. And Sally wasn't the sort of girl to try and steal someone's boyfriend for herself. He had known her long enough to realize that. Because of all of this, no darker notions of betrayal and lust entered his mind. It was possible, he thought, that Luke may have forgotten that he was coming over and went out to have dinner with his roommate. That had to be it. He just forgot. It was a forgivable infraction, especially since he was sure they would be spending a great deal more time together.

Sally's door came quickly enough and he pushed it open and froze. The sight of the bovine, generously swollen and almost completely naked, asleep on her bed filled his vision. A deep blush rushed to his cheeks as he started to back out, until he noticed the motion in her abdomen. It didn't seem terribly natural, and strange sounds were coming from it. Tentatively, worried about the cow's possible health, he approached and gave the dome a light poke, swallowing hard.

"Sal? Y-you alright!?" The motion under her fur stopped immediately as Luke heard Tony's voice so very close. It was too late. The cat was out of the bag, or rather in it so to speak. There was no way to explain this away. Best to just come clean and hope that his horror and disgust would be minimized just enough to keep their break-up as painless as could be expected.

"She's alright Tony. And I am too. It's... it's kind of a long story. Please don't freak out."

The fox's eyes widened upon hearing the familiar voice rise up from within the sleeping cow, taking a few steps back as if this were some strange sort of demonic possession.

"L-Luke!? Is... is that you in there!?"

The tiger gulped hard and nodded, halting his progress to escape and pressing outward for the trespasser to see his hands in the woman's middle.

"Yeah, I'm in here. I'm perfectly fine, I promise. Just give me a chance to explain. Hell if you wanna try to wake Sally up we can get her to let me out and I can get cleaned up and then we can go to dinner!" He winced, hoping his overly optimistic suggestion wasn't too much. Still utterly dumbfound, Tony continued to stare, slowly approaching and lifting his hands to make contact with his lover's through the lady's skin.

"In 'here'... where exactly is 'here'? I have a hard time believing that you got eaten by a cow." The tone of his voice seemed to suggest that he was calming down, though still quite astonished.

"Well, lemme explain a little bit. See when we came back from our vacation, I got home to find Sally here crying. She was upset because she was going to lose her job. She'd been having trouble producing like she used to before the diet. They had given her a week off to try and get back into the habit or whatever. She didn't make much progress. You know how easily distracted she is. Anyway, I tried to cheer her up by taking her bar hopping. We got way too drunk, came home, and made a really weird and not well thought-out suggestion. I didn't think she'd agree to it but she did and shoved me in here so I could pretend to be her baby. Apparently it worked 'cause when she went to work the following Monday, she said she hit her quota and then some. We've been spending the last week with me climbing in and out of her. I haven't been out since Wednesday night. It's hard to keep from falling asleep in here. I'm sorry I wasn't waiting for you when you got here. Just help me wake her up and we'll get this all sorted out, I promise!" He sounded rather frantic in his explanation, and unable to see Tony's face during the quick rundown of the week's events, he was completely unaware of just how the fox was responding.

That is, until the sound of unrestrained laughter filled the room outside. Luke blinked softly in confusion. Had Tony lost it? Was he so far gone that he found the whole situation too funny to believe? Was he going to just turn around and leave in a fit of laughter and consider himself better off without this weirdness? Nothing seemed to comfort the feline until he felt pressure squeeze in on him from outside. Sally wasn't awake, and she wasn't trying to push him out. It was Tony. He was now pressed against the sleeping cow's gravid belly, mashing himself against his striped lover as best he could.

"Calm down kitty, just calm down! You don't gotta do anything. Sure it kinda shoots our plans for the night ta hell but hey, I'll grant you an extension. These are definitely 'mitigating circumstances' if ever there were any! You have got to tell me more about this whole thing! I know there's gotta be details I'm missing! Spill it! All of it!"

Luke could almost hear the grin on the fox's muzzle, making him relax tremendously. At least he was taking it rather well.

Over the course of roughly half an hour, amazingly without waking the pregnant bovine, the two conversed while Tony continued to stroke his lover's shape under the lovely tan fur covering him up. Everything Luke had been told or gone through over the course of the last six days was relayed in as great of detail as he could muster. Of course, having been awake only about twenty hours over the last week or so made it rather difficult to know much of what Sally actually went through. Still, Tony listened through all of it, giggling and kissing where he thought his boyfriend's cheek might be.

"So, she's been taking you to work with her every day since Monday? Does she go shopping with you in there? Does she go out on dates!? Has she had sex while you're in there!?" Of course, Tony's mind was quick to pull such things from just about any situation. It was something Luke found amusing about him.

"No, she hasn't. It's been kind of a busy week for her. She's just gone to work and come home. That's it. But that dating thing might actually come up. Her bosses have decided they want to get her pregnant 'cause they think she's producing so well. They don't know about me, see? And they've got this guy they're bringing in to be the 'stud' in the arrangement. She let me look over his file. He's kinda cute actually. You'd probably swoon when you saw him. Big, kinda buff. Former body builder turned warehouse stocker. Better money in that I guess, either that or less aggressive work environment. They're supposed ta hook up, get Sally here nice and pregnant, and then if they haven't really hit things off, they go their separate ways. I was gonna ask if I could move in with you so she could use my room as the kid's bedroom."

Tony, being the way he was, seemed to ignore the last portion of the conversation, grinning broadly as he let his mind wander back to his description of Wednesday evening's events.

"Hold on a sec, go back a bit. You said you had take-out with her, looked over this guy's file, then you went to do your work, submitted our little trip description, then waited for her to pass out on the couch and climbed back in without waking her up?" His question sidetracked Luke's whole train of thought, temporarily at least.

"Well, yeah. I wanted to see if I could climb in without her having to help out. Turns out, she's a real heavy sleeper." As he spoke, Tony grinned and began undressing, almost frantically, as if he were eager to engage in some sort of intimate act.

"Would you say she had trouble stretching to hold you in?"

Luke furrowed his brow and paused, not having thought about that particular aspect too much.

"Well, no, not really. She seemed to handle it pretty well. She hasn't complained any. In fact, it's pretty clear she likes having me in here. In fact, earlier, she was taking a bath and thought I was asleep so she started... well... tending to a lady's needs if you get my drift. Why do you ask?"

The fox's grin only widened, already liking where this was going before moving around one last time and asking one final question.

"Think she's got room for one more?"

The tiger's eyes opened wide as he put it all together and pressed outward as if to try and stop him.

"Tony, no, don't do it! It's not right! It's... it's like taking advantage of her! We can't just use her as our own little private rumpus room!" But it was too late. The fox was well on his way towards reuniting with his boyfriend. Hands pushed under the milk-laden udder, finding the familiar features found only on a woman, and having heard how Luke managed to slide in, mimicked his efforts. Fingers then palms disappeared into the napping cow, then parted to open her just enough to allow his head in.

"Oh calm down! If she likes having one in here, she'll like having two even more! Now help me!" His arms glided in without any trouble at all, moans rising from the woman but little else occurring save the usual rhythmic undulations. The fox's hands found their way in to join the tiger who, completely taken aback, could only agree and help pull his boyfriend further inward. He wanted to see him rather badly after all, and while it wasn't an ideal situation, it was still rather, for lack of a better word he could use to describe it, romantic.

"Okay, okay... but if she wakes up and says she's in pain, we push you back out, I'll climb out, and we both apologize. Deal!?"

Tony giggled and offered his agreement, already a third of the way in. With not only Luke's efforts paying off, but Sally's unconscious body already working to suck in her second 'child,' things were going quickly. In moments, the vulpine's hips disappeared from sight, his sheath already beginning to bulge. Of course, the sensation of brushing against the bovine's inner walls didn't help. His legs kicked as Luke tugged away, taken by surprise as a pair of lips suddenly shoved themselves against his, arms wrapping around his neck as Tony all but force-fed his tongue to his boyfriend. That was all the encouragement the feline needed at this point. He began groping and fondling the fox frantically, groaning gently as he felt his somewhat tight quarters grow even tighter. Outside, Tony's feet were consumed by the hungry vulva but no sounds of discomfort ever came. If anything, Sally seemed to be moaning even louder, as if she was enjoying all the activity.

"Mmm, I missed you, honey. Just look where all I'll chase after you, right into the belly of a cow. You can't get rid of me by hiding in here!"

Luke chuckled and pressed against his beloved more tightly, angling himself this way and that until his legs were wrapped around the fox's waist, ready to make use of the bulge between his boyfriend's legs.

"Yeah, guess that just goes to prove that we're stuck with one another. And now that you're in here, I wonder if," He had not the time to voice the whole of his thought. Just as usually happened to Luke, a similar cord sought out the new visitor's stomach and latched onto his navel, linking him into the cow's body, "Well, guess that answers that. Heh, we're in this for the long haul it looks like. Now show me what you plan on doing with that thing you've got down there."

Tony smirked and silenced his lover with another kiss, pushing his hips forward until the whole of his ample rod was lodged quite comfortably under the feline's tail. Their locked lips muffled Luke's yowl of pleasure and the spongy walls made actual movement rather interesting if challenging. Sally's belly began to shift and wobble visibly as her 'twins' made love. All manner of noises could be heard coming from her tummy, and the motion seemed to bring out a few from her as well. She cried out softly, her hands moving quickly to her wriggling gut as the two inside pumped hard against one another.

Pants of exertion grew deeper and louder from all three parties until finally, a thick, musky blast was unleashed into the striped cat's rump, bringing a diminutive roar from the cow's gut. A similarly themed vocalization escaped Sally as a gush of moisture soaked the sheets between her legs and her eyes slowly began to open, all the activity having finally pulled her from slumber. Something definitely felt different. Not bad, but decidedly different. She eased herself upward and gazed down at her tummy, shocked to find it now much larger than before. A hand moved quickly to feel over the distension as the movement inside abated. What the hell was going on?

"Luke! What's going on in there!? Are you alright!?" She got no answer, only the sound of heavy breathing, as if he had worn himself out. She began to gaze around the room somewhat hysterically, as if doing so would help her and her friend. Her eyes fell upon a set of clothes that did not belong to Luke. Instead, they looked as though they were a part of a very familiar vulpine's wardrobe. No. He didn't. Did he? Her doubts were dashed to bits as Tony finally spoke up, unbelievably amused and delighted.

"Hey Sally. Hope you don't mind me diving in after Luke. No fair hogging him all week like this. Now you gotta haul us both around!" Surely he couldn't mean for all of next week as payback, could he?

"Tony! What are you doing in there!? What on earth possessed you to climb in with him!?"

Luke was too out of breath to try and explain, so the fox just ran with the conversation.

"Well, you were asleep and kitty here told me all about what happened when he got home and how you two have been enjoying it ever since. I didn't wanna get left out and he said he climbed in the other night without waking you up so I figured you wouldn't mind one more passenger. He says you love playing mommy, so now you've got twins!"

The heavily bloated woman groaned softly and flopped back onto her back, hands holding her enormous belly, not out of pain or discomfort but mental agony. How could she have let this happen? Now she had two boys who were crawling around inside her. There was no way she'd be able to get them out, not because of her own physical limitation but their own desire to stick together.

"You both can't stay in there. I've got enough issues just hauling Luke around. What if people find out what's going on?"

The fox shrugged a little, taking it all rather casually.

"I dunno, tell them to go sit on a railroad spike? Who cares what other people think! If all three of us are happy, why worry? Oh, and if you want ta kick us out when you go to meet your new boyfriend, that's cool. We won't mind."

Luke, his mind now taken by the fever Tony beset upon him, took his own turn to silence the fox with a deep kiss, removing his lover's fleshy spire from his anus only to adjust him so that turnabout could be gotten. Again, the bovine's belly began to wobble anew, looking almost as if it were sloshing. Sally moaned once again, this time much louder, taken by surprise at just how powerful their love-games heated her depths. The idea alone might have made her uncomfortable, but actually feeling it was another matter. Growls and yips rose to fill the room once again as the two thrust away against one another, this time finding the cow's conscious reactions actually rather helpful. She tensed and relaxed repeatedly, her hands squeezing the two inside together more tightly, as if she were helping Luke to thrust into his boyfriend's rather firm bottom.

"Oh my god... guys... d-don't stop! Whatever you're doing! Don't you dare stop!" She had given up the fight. They had no intention of doing so, at least not until both had a nice creamy ooze seeping deeper into their bellies. One of the lady's hands moved to her chest, fondling one of the ample swells her bathrobe still covered as she mooed aloud, her legs shifting and turning this way and that. An already strong feminine fragrance grew even thicker in the room as her passengers bounced away, thinking to equate it to making love on a trampoline that was wrapped all the way around them. It was something both fox and tiger alike were beginning to grow rather fond of. It was certainly new to their love play.

Harder Luke bucked, using Sally's efforts to his advantage, digging his claws harmlessly into Tony's fur, raking over his body, leaving nary a mark. Finally, the fox threw his head back against the slick chamber holding them together and howled, feeling his beloved fill him with spurt after scalding spurt of tiger spunk. As if somehow tied into their biological clocks, Sally too hit her own climax, this time awake to feel it all and amazed at the strength. It hit her like a tidal wave and forced a scream from her lips, her entire body tensing firm around the two in her belly, her fingers now gripping the sheets under her. It was incredible, and she wasn't about to give that up anytime soon. Luke managed to speak through his gasps for breath, nuzzling into his lover's cheek as they settled comfortably together in the dark warmth of their friend's womb.

"So, can we have the room for the weekend?" It was a silly question that didn't demand a serious answer, but the overwhelmed woman gave one in great earnest.

"The weekend? Hell if I could work it out, I'd let you two stay a whole damn month! Just promise me you'll do that again sometime soon!"

The fox snickered and whispered into his boyfriend's ear, his confidence in his idea having proved correct.

"Told you she'd like it. And now I have you all to myself for however long we get to stay in here. In fact, I kinda wanted to ask you something. See, work this past week was a serious pain in the ass. New efficiency experts coming in to streamline production and cut costs wherever they can, keep the company in business and all that. I kinda lost my temper with all the changes and layoffs they were making and said some things that I probably shouldn't have said."

Luke tilted his head ever so softly, not actually able to look into his lover's eyes but he knew they were there.

"Like what?"

Tony bit his lip and grinned a little.

"Well, I suppose you could say I called one of their mothers' honor into question. Then told another that he could go fornicate himself with cactus. The third one I thought looked kinda cute, but I knew he wasn't gay, so to make him as uncomfortable as I possibly could, I frenched him. I frenched him hard. A good twenty seconds too. He was squirming trying to get away the whole time. After I let go, I gave them all the finger, looked at the guy I kissed and told him to call me, and went back to my cubical. I was fired in less than five minutes. I'm out of a job and I'm pretty sure I'm gonna be homeless soon. I was hoping maybe I could move in with you," He paused for a moment realizing he might want to be a little more specific on the matter, "I mean... move in to your apartment with you... not your roommate! Not that I'd really mind living in here with you either..."

Luke just sighed and kissed the rather passionate, and impulsive, fox tenderly and hugged him close.

"We've got a lot of things to discuss, the three of us. I'm sure we can come to some sort of arrangement. But we should probably have something thought up before Monday. This guy they're bringing in for Sally could seriously make for problems if we don't have a plan already in mind."

The fox and cow both nodded, agreeing that an agreement should be agreed upon, but not right now. After all, the boys still had plenty of fun left in them for the night, and Sally wasn't going to miss out on any of it. Of course, she never expected to be enjoying the labors of gay sex, especially like this.

---

A sharp ringing filled the air, splitting the silence as Sally woke from her sleep. Last night had been quite the evening. She counted at least four good orgasms while on the bed, then three more after she moved to the couch to watch TV, rather giggly over watching her middle swirl and push out in different directions as the boys celebrated their reunion. Eventually she had made her way back to bed and fallen back to sleep. But she had not set her alarm last night. It was Saturday. Why would she need to wake up early? As she sobered, she realized that it was in fact the phone. Quickly, she collected the headset and pressed to her cheek.

"Hello?"

The voice on the other end was quite familiar, one of the staff running the apartment building.

"Yes, Miss Hutcheson, this is Rebecca down in the front office. We got a complaint last night that there as a lot of noise coming from your unit. From what was described to us, it sounded like you were in pain or an argument or something. We just wanted to know if you needed any assistance."

A deep, almost blood-red blush claimed the whole of Sally's face. The neighbors had heard a great deal last night apparently.

"No, no. I'm okay. Um... there wasn't any fighting and I'm not hurt. It's um... gosh this is embarrassing. It was... from... intimacy."

It was Rebecca's turn to be embarrassed now. It could even be heard in her voice.

"Oh... oh I see. Well... there's... there's nothing wrong with that. We just... we just ask that you... um... try not to... disturb the neighbors."

Sally nodded, her free hand quickly moving to caress the hefty swell in her middle as she spoke, finding the act rather natural and not planning on letting that bulge shrink anytime soon.

"I'm terribly sorry about the disturbance. I'll try to keep the noise down from now on, I promise."

Rebecca thanked her and hung up quickly. The bovine giggled softly and looked down at her stomach, caressing it tenderly as she felt her boys kick softly in their sleep. They had worn each other out rather extensively. No sense in waking them up. Her stomach growled presently, demanding to be fed, and so she went on about her usual morning ritual. A shower was had and breakfast was to follow. However, on her way out of the bathroom, she happened to catch a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Something was different. It wasn't just that she was 'fatter,' that was to be expected. Her hands moved to her chest and cupped at her breasts. They were quite large, larger than they were the night before. Normally, she could cup a palm under each one and it would just about fit. Now, each one was too big to fit in both palms. More than that, as she fondled them, trying to make sense of the sudden expansion, two thin trickles of creamy white fluid began to seep down from her nipples.

Dammit, she was leaking. She had this problem in the past, but that was a while back. Remembering a similar problem she had during that same time, she looked down at her udder. It was engorged beyond all previously assumed limits, and she was leaving a few drops of similarly ivory liquid behind as she walked. Dammit, she was leaking again! This had not happened since months before her diet. She sighed and began trying to wrap her lactating regions in cotton and tissues before hunting for her old clothes, garments designed to help hold back such leakage.

At least she was back to where she was before the diet. Still, leaks were annoying and sticky. Once it had been handled, she visited the kitchen where she ate practically everything that was left in the fridge, what little there was already prepared for consumption. She would probably need to go grocery shopping, not to mention buy a whole new wardrobe. Her bras were definitely not going to fit her like this.

"Well, looks like I'm paying a visit to the maternity stores again. You two have fun in there. Momma's gonna go on a shopping spree." She giggled happily as she dressed and was out the door in short order. Sally didn't bother with the car. There was no way she'd fit in it like this. Besides, the stores she planned to visit were close enough to walk to. Sure enough, she did end up receiving a few stares as she strolled down the sidewalk, but at this point, she didn't care in the slightest. She just let them gawk and went on her merry way. The shop attendants were quite helpful and within a few hours, she was in possession of all the clothes she assumed she would need should Luke and Tony decide to make this a frequent occurrence, something she somewhat hoped they would. Still, that would make things difficult once her 'stud' arrived. Such thoughts needed to be pushed away for the time being she decided. The weather had warmed back up somewhat, one last good warm spell before the cooler weather moved in for the long term. Perhaps a nice round of sunbathing at the pool was in order.

After a hearty lunch, Sally returned home and tried on her new swimsuit, striking poses this way and that in the mirror. She actually found the over-stuffed middle rather attractive on her, of course the previous night's activities offered incentive to keep it. When she was satisfied, she made her way to rooftop pool and found a nice barker lounger that could support her. There she relaxed and sighed happily. She gazed back and forth around the area, noticing that she was the only one taking advantage of the warm sunny day before grinning to herself. She gave her tummy a light slap and a mild shake.

"Hey, boys... wake up. C'mon, sleepyheads, you can't both be that lazy!"

A pair of yawns rose under her assaults and the pair finally sobered enough to respond.

"What? It's morning already? Wow, you weren't kidding Luke, it really is the best night's sleep I've ever had!"

Sally rolled her eyes and chuckled, poking the two again.

"It's actually three in the afternoon. You two have been asleep all day. You said you were gonna party s'more after you woke up, now make with it. Momma wants ta moan again." Actually asking for them to engage in further sodomy, the idea made her giggle a little as the two inside happily agreed, this time a little more subdued. With no one around, the movement would go unnoticed, and it was unlikely that anyone would be watching from a window or hear from however many feet down the nearest apartments were. The cow bit her lip and gripped the sides of the lounger as she felt her 'kids' get to work again, reveling in the sensation tremendously. Oh she could get used to this. She was almost ready to march down to work and announce to Mr. Dike and the panel that she wasn't interested in the program if only to keep Luke and Tony safe and sound where they were. They were both unemployed, in theory, she could just keep them and no one would really be mad.

Several quiet moos escaped her as a number of delighted groans, muffled oh so softly by the fleshy walls surrounding those who made them, rose and fell just as her belly did. After roughly an hour of fun, the lady decided that she needed to cool down, and that meant a dip in the pool. In she stepped, carefully easing into the chilly water. Oddly, with so much mass in her middle, it didn't seem to pierce that deeply into her. Both boys noticed the sudden mild sensation of weightlessness as they were submerged, feeling their world cool down a few degrees, but still remaining quite warm. The drop in temperature only seemed to further antagonize them and their efforts grew more impassioned, giving Sally something to moan about all over again. Surely they couldn't keep this up all day long could they? If they could, she was in all sorts of trouble, the kind of trouble she liked.

Eventually, she convinced them to calm down. After all, she couldn't walk back to the apartment with her belly all aflutter. Questions might be asked that she didn't want to answer. The trip back to the privacy of home was quick and the couch was rest upon as she gave her tummy a couple of loving pats, signaling that the two could resume their fun. The bovine flipped the TV back on and watched her shows as her occupants continued to leave her breathless. She would need to contact a contractor to soundproof the apartment if she was going to keep this up.

Saturday had been a good day.

---

Sunday passed in a similar fashion as the prior day. Sally seemed to handle the added weight without any problem and the boys were more than content to stay right where they were. All three slept soundly through the night until Monday morning came. The alarm buzzed away and the bovine reached over, shutting it off before yawning noisily and rolling onto her side, curling up around her bloated belly. She would have to let at least one of them out, probably both. After all, asking them to spend their time apart when they had no other obligations was just cruel.

"Alright boys, time to get up. I need to get ready for work and I really don't think I can take you both in. I sure as hell can't drive like this." She heard no response, not verbal at least. There was a gentle purr from the feline and a similar rumbling from the fox. They were both deep asleep and it didn't seem like they would be waking up anytime soon. Wonderful. How was she going to get to work? Call a cab? She'd worry about it later.

The previous night had seen the temperature drop back down to a chilly level, which meant a nice steamy shower was in order. Sally bathed away, squeezing and kneading at her tummy to try and rouse her 'cubs' as she cleaned up. Finally, it seemed they began to stir and move, giving her hope that she might actually be able to lighten her load, not that she really wanted to all that much.

"C'mon, wake up. Time for work."

Tony was the first to respond, less prone to falling back to sleep as his feline lover.

"Work shmork, it doesn't apply ta us. We're happily unemployed!"

Sally snickered and shook her belly gently to try and keep the fox awake should he start slipping back away again.

"Well it applies to me and I don't think walking in like this would be too smart. Now c'mon. I gotta let at least one of you out, probably both." Luke grumbled an incoherent complaint, clearly not wanting to leave. Tony simply concurred.

"Sorry honey, you heard the kitty. We stay put."

The tawny bovine grumbled and spread her legs, beginning to push whether they wanted out or not. Unfortunately, the two lovers knew exactly how to throw her off track. The bouncing resumed as Tony began to tenderly press himself under Luke's tail once more, mews of delight rising from the half-conscious feline. Sally gasped and gripped her stomach as the movement stopped her plans dead in the tracks. One orgasm later, she succumbed to their desires.

"Fine! You'll stay put! But if I get fired, it'll be your fault and I'm just gonna keep you in there forever. You won't be able to come out and have your fun properly on a bed ever again!" That didn't seem to bother any of the three all that much. In fact, the idea sounded rather appealing, to all parties involved. Still, it was unlikely to happen. Sally finished her shower and had her breakfast before dressing in some of her new clothes, realizing she would probably need to purchase more if she was going to spend so much time like this. Without really realizing what she was doing, she trotted out to her car and unlocked it only to stop and stare at the driver's seat. There was no way on earth she would be able to squeeze into that little thing. Still, she had to try.

Time and again she struggled to fit, only to climb back out due to discomfort to either herself or her occupants. This was the biggest problem she had with hauling them both around. All the other issues could be dealt with. This one could not. And so, there she stood for a good five minutes trying to figure out how to get to work without having to break her promise to leave the boys be. It seemed there was nothing she could do. Until a voice reached her ears.

"Excuse me ma'am. Having some car trouble?"

Sally sighed and looked up but didn't turn around just yet, assuming it was just another apartment dweller trying to be helpful.

"You could say that. I think I've just gotten a little too big to fit in it. So, I don't think there's really anything," she turned about, finally looking into the eyes of the young man who had come to her aid. It was the very bull whose file she had been studying. Her jaw hung agape ever so slightly, not having expected to see him practically on her doorstep, "...you could do... to... help."

The dark fellow chuckled and climbed out of his sizable truck, moving over to stand next to the rotund woman.

"No, I don't think you'll be able to fit in there anytime soon. I'm Angus Tyler. You must be Sally Hutcheson. It's a pleasure to meet you." He extended a single hand in greeting, which the lady took in hers. His grip was strong and firm, but not so much that it might crush her fingers. He was even more handsome than his photos had suggested. Those official mug shot things always were rather unflattering. Sally just stared at him out of shock for a moment before finally managing to speak again.

"Y-yeah... that's me. You were transferred to my plant last week. Do you live here?"

The bull shook his head with a smile before letting go of her hand.

"No, I'm in a hotel down the street at the moment. Looking for a place a little more permanent. I had been given a copy of your file and read that you lived here. I thought I might offer to drive you to work today. And looks like it's a good thing I did. That car of yours is awfully tiny." He was considerate enough to offer her a ride. He was a lifesaver. Already she was beginning to like him.

"Sure! I'd love for you to give me a lift! You know where the plant is right?"

Angus nodded and moved around to the other side of his truck to open the door for her, helping her in. It wasn't that she needed it but more simply to be the gentleman.

"I got in town Friday and decided to do some exploring. Went to the plant first, then I found your building, then I started looking around for places I might want to rent. You've got a pretty nice building here actually. Might have to see if they have a unit available."

Sally, in a fit of bluntness, blurted out a suggestion.

"You could stay with me." Immediately, her cheeks turned deep red and she looked forward through the windshield as the bull started up his truck, powering it forward. He chuckled, similarly flushed though not to so great an extent.

"Well, that's a generous offer but we just met. Shouldn't we take this a little slower than that?"

Tony giggled and offered the lady a soft kick, facing inward so it wouldn't show on her rounded belly. She winced softly and moved a hand to her middle. Clearly the fox insisted that she insist.

"Well, if they gave you a copy of my file, then you're probably aware of what it is they want us to do, right?" She tried her best to reason it out in a way that wouldn't sound desperate or off-putting. Angus nodded, remaining quiet since she seemed to have more to say, "Then why bother waiting? I mean if it doesn't work out, it doesn't work out, and you can always go looking later, after you've gotten the lay of the land. It'd save us both money, splitting the rent." Her offer did have merit and the bull shrugged softly as they motored along.

"Well, if you think it would be a good idea. I just don't want to make you uncomfortable or inconvenience you."

Sally offered a nervous chuckle, fawning idly over the occupants she carried.

"Oh don't worry about that. You've got a truck big enough to cart me around in. That alone rules you out of the 'inconvenience' category."

Angus smiled, pleased that his impromptu arrival had turned out to be just what she needed. It seemed that perhaps the two might click after all.

---

Sally punched in before heading to the locker room to change, finding that her usual work clothing had become a little too small. She would have to replace it later. For now, it would have to do, and so she squeezed into it as best she could before strolling out onto the line and settling in for the day's worth of milking. Several of the other ladies caught sight of how much she had grown over the weekend and just stared until she was out of sight. It made her blush and feel a little out of place. Mildred noticed as well, whistling appreciatively with a grin as she reached over and gave her neighbor a pat on the stomach.

"Now that's more like it! That's the Sally I know! But damn girl... did you get plastic surgery or something? Those things are huge!"

The tan cow blushed again and hooked herself up, sighing a little as she deflected somewhat by moving to a common problem for ladies like them.

"No, but they've been leaking like crazy. I'm ready to get them emptied so I don't leave little white puddles everywhere I go."

Milly nodded and leaned back in her chair, reclining as she flicked on the power switch for her own unit, humming a little as the initial shock wore off.

"I know whatcha mean. I just hate it when I start leaking. At least my boyfriend helps try to keep 'em clean if you know what I mean." She winked with a grin back at Sally who had turned her own machine on as well, gasping softly as the suction tubes latched and pulled firmly against her almost aching udder. At least she would get a chance to deflate, even if it meant cranking it up just as high as she could stand.

"Jerry's still doing that roleplaying thing with you where he pretends to be your little boy?"

Milly nodded with a laugh, having long since stopped caring what others thought about what she and her boyfriend did in the bedroom.

"Yeah, and he's getting to where I hafta stop him so he doesn't drink too much. I gotta have some to have sucked outta me up here ya know! Now what about you? You found yourself a man yet?"

The younger of the two ladies bit her lower lip as she tried to figure out how to answer. She didn't have to think long before a familiar dark form appeared in front of her. It was Angus again. Her eyes widened as he smiled over at her, trying his best to keep from staring at her more inappropriate regions, pushing his arms forward to hold out something in his hands.

"You accidentally left your lunch bag in the truck. I'll see you in the commissary?" Quickly, Sally snatched the brown paper bag out of his hands and averted her gaze, trying to cover herself, not embarrassed by him seeing her, but by Milly seeing the two of them interacting.

"S-sure. Can't wait. Now go before Mildred starts badgering you! Go, go, go!"

Angus snickered and offered the lady next to his 'designated partner' a polite greeting and farewell while a wry smile mixed with hints of disbelief spread over Milly's muzzle.

"You go girl! How the hell did you find a cut'a beef like him!? He's gorgeous!"

Sally blushed and closed her eyes, simply glad that the attention was no longer on her belly.

"He's a new transfer. He happened to be in my building's parking garage when I was leaving to come in today. I couldn't fit in my car and he offered to drive me," she sighed softly, deciding to allow a bit of the news slip, if only to make Milly happy that she had something to gossip about, "I asked him to move in with me."

The older Holstein just blinked in utter disbelief hearing that Sally finally had jumped on a man and wasn't going to let him go so easily. She sat forward and picked up the receiver for the intercom they all had should they need to get in touch with someone, switched it to announce to the whole room, and began spreading the news.

"Ladies, our girl Sally's finally got herself a boyfriend! She's back on the top of her game! How 'bout a round of applause for our little star who's finally gettin' some!" A roar of cheers and squeals filled the room. Sally just covered her eyes and tried to wave off the attention. It was going to be a long day indeed.

---

Lunchtime came and the gravid lady managed to escape before a mob of girls could pounce and pound her with questions. Milly even ran interference for her as best she could. Angus had found himself a seat and was waiting for her when she reached the lunch room. He even seemed to overlook the fact that she was eating almost as much as he was. It took a lot to keep a big guy like him moving around after all. The two had a nice, lengthy conversation while Sally seemed to get lost in the bull's eyes. She honestly could see herself falling for him rather easily. Even though it was only the first impression, she was already impressed with what she had seen of him. They parted ways once again to return to their respective jobs and the rest of the day seemed to pass without incident.

Just as Sally was unhooking for the day after the closing whistle was blown, she was stopped by Mr. Dike who seemed rather pleased to see her again. Was it because she and Angus had hit it off? Surely that's what it was.

"Hey there Sally. I was looking over the numbers and I gotta say, you have blown me away. You're actually surpassing your old average. Your production's up a good fifteen percent above where it was when you were at your peak! Honey, you have really turned this around. Great job, I really mean it. Great damn job! You really came through for us!"

Hearing the levels explained, she could easily believe it. She was bigger than ever, topside, and below, well, it wasn't hindering her gait but why was something of a mystery. She simply sighed and thanked the wolf as she managed to stand up, still a bit wobbly from the day's harvest.

"Just glad I could make you proud. Oh, and I ran into Angus today. He's a sweet guy. Even drove me in. Which is good 'cause I can't fit in my car anymore." The foreman tilted his head as he tried to connect the dots, slowly remembering who Angus was.

"Oh! You two have met already? That's terrific! I wasn't sure if we'd have to introduce you two before you both left. Where's he staying?"

Sally blushed and looked away for a moment before turning her gaze back to Mr. Dike.

"I've offered for him to stay with me. That's not too much too soon is it?"

The lupine blinked again then laughed, patting the bovine on the back, guiding her towards the locker room.

"Honey, that's not my place to say. If it feels right, then go with it. That's what I say. Now you two kids have fun. And let me know how things go!"

She nodded and disappeared into the changing room, swapping her clothes out, making a note to the in house laundry service to swap her clothes out with something bigger. At least she didn't have to buy her uniform.

Angus stood out by his truck waiting for her, quickly moving to open her door for her once she arrived, a great smile spread across his lips at the sight of her. It seemed he was growing fond of her as well. The trip home was comfortable enough, and rather nice considering Sally was still rather weak in the knees from the milking. She didn't have to worry about a leg cramp or a spasm mashing down the gas or brake.

The polite bull dropped Sally off at her building, opting to return to his hotel room to gather his things. After all, if he was going to stay with her, he would need more than one change of clothing. The young lady bid him goodbye and ascended to her floor, finding her door quickly and disappearing into it before slouching back against it.

"God, what the hell is wrong with me? I asked him to move in with me after knowing him all of what... ten seconds!?"

The boys had been awake throughout the whole conversation and chuckled, nuzzling outward against their captor's hands.

"Oh shush. You two were meant for one another! We heard you two talking at lunch! You make a perfect pair! I say go for it! Let him move in!"

Sally looked down to her tummy, tilting her head a little.

"Really? You think it could work out between us? Oh, Luke. Do you mind if he takes your bed? I know it's probably a little too small for him but I think it wouldn't be right for him to just hop in bed with me so soon."

The tiger grinned and kicked outward against her gently.

"No! He can't use my bed! Make him use yours! Make him curl up with you! If he's the gentleman we all think he is, he'll respect whatever boundaries you want to set up."

Tony cut in with his own view on the matter.

"And if you don't have any boundaries, don't worry about us. We know how ta handle a cock." He laughed, making the woman blush all over again as she strolled back to her bedroom, disrobing for a quick shower. She sighed as the hot water poured down over her tired body, feeling her breath stolen away from her as the boys returned to their devilish games. Her belly bounced away tremendously, leaving her leaning forward and moaning in lust. Orgasm claimed her in short order, followed by another two in rapid succession, due in part to the rather stout suction of the day's harvest. What cleaning she could do, she did before shutting off the water and flopping onto the bed. Such naughty boys. It was a shame she couldn't just outright tell Angus about them. Surely he'd have a bad reaction and all her efforts to cooperate with the panel's request would have been for naught.

A knock came at the door as the bull waited patiently to be let in. Tony gave the gravid woman a nudge, offering for her to give her new boyfriend his key. Likely, he wouldn't be needing it anytime soon, and copies could always be made later. Angus was welcomed into the apartment and shown around before dinner plans were made. The night went well for both bovines while the two boys listened intently, finding the whole scenario to be something like a reality show of some description before slowly falling asleep in each others arms.

The pair went out to dinner, nothing especially fancy, but still rather nice. With how quiet her passengers had fallen, Sally seemed to forget the state she was in and began to imbibe, perhaps a bit more heavily than she should even if she weren't in the condition she happened to be in. Angus, not to be outdone, kept up with her, and by the time they returned to her apartment, both cows were just beyond 'tipsy' and giggling like mad.

"I never thought my job would try and hook me up with someone." Sally snorted a little in amusement, the bull helping to guide her to the bed. She flopped down on her back and lay there, her middle wobbling softly as the two inside were stirred from their sleep, feeling the effects of the drinks they didn't get a chance to enjoy.

"Well? You glad they did?" Angus plopped down next to her on the edge of the bed, still keeping himself in a respectable position. He was able to hold himself back even while under the influence. So few men could. Sally sat up and looked over at the bull who had shown her a lovely evening, reaching out to rub his shoulder.

"Yeah, so far I am. So how 'bout it? You wanna see if we are... compatible?"

The bull laughed and looked back at the rotund lady, offering her a dizzy little smirk.

"What? On the first night we've known each other?" He watched her roll onto her side and scoot closer, tugging him towards the head of the bed.

"Yeah, why not? The company's paid for us to meet and they want us to have at least one kid, why not see how things go between us? It'll give us an idea whether or not we'll be good together."

Normally, Angus wouldn't take advantage of a woman in such a state, but there was a certain logic to what she said, not to mention he was in fact brought in to father a child. From what he had seen of her so far, he rather enjoyed spending time with Sally. What harm was there in a little fun? They would need to do it eventually.

"Well, if you're willing, at least it'd keep me from smashing that tiny little cot your roommate calls a bed." He allowed himself to be pulled up along the surface of the mattress. Sally quickly moved to rest her cheek against his chest, finding the sinuous frame surprisingly comfortable.

"Sounds good to me." Their comfortable cuddle was not long for the world as both moved this way and that, discarding clothing quickly. Angus remained on his back, head resting against the mass of pillows behind him while Sally moved to straddle his hips. Her curves, more accurately her passengers, made it difficult for them to try some of the more traditional positions. She giggled as she settled atop him, her udder smushed softly between her weighty belly and the collection of abs just beneath it. He was a thick fellow, but it wasn't fat. He was definitely still very much in the shape he was before his career change.

Sally muttered some silly comment about being able to stay on for longer than eight seconds and the bull below grinned, bucking his hips forward under her. The sudden movement caught her unprepared and she yelped in surprise, laughing all the harder before descending into a deep coo of giddy warmth. That sudden buck saw his impressive manhood lodge itself between her thighs. Moisture was already beginning to trickle down along the sleek intruder as the two began to writhe against one another, all their efforts slowly bringing Luke and Tony back to the waking world. The fox mumbled softly before making sense of what was going on, whispering to his companion.

"Are they doing what I think they're doing?"

The drowsy tiger yawned as he attempted to filter the input from the world outside through his fuzzy head, unsure what his lover meant, at least until he felt a familiar sensation poking up under his tail. He thought to himself just how insatiable Tony was. A grin spread across his muzzle as he mashed himself back down atop it, feeling it pump back and forth from wherever it was coming from. He shifted side to side, letting it rub nicely against his well used rump.

"Mmm, you just can't get enough can you?"

Tony was perplexed, completely baffled by the comment while the feline sobered slowly. It was odd. Luke could distinctly feel the familiar shape under his tail, but it was much larger than he remembered, and beyond that, he still felt a warm grasp about his own length. Was Tony still 'on' him? If so, how on earth did he manage to turn the tables? The sounds from outside continued to grow more urgent as the pulsing mystery intruder wiggled this way and that, until it finally managed to sink itself into Luke's environs. His eyes quickly bulged to their widest as he gasped to suppress a howl. His arms wrapped tightly around his vulpine mate. It wasn't him after all.

"Luke! Are you alright!? What's wrong!?"

The striped cat melted against the fox as the great length under him pushed deeper, retreating only a short distance to lunge forward again. He squirmed and mewled pitifully, unsure if he was in pain or if he was simply overwhelmed by such a large 'contributor.'

"I... I think... I think they are. I think he's inside me!" He hissed the words breathlessly, trying so very hard to keep their presence a secret. Again, Tony blinked in the darkness, this time out of pure astonishment. Was Angus really that big? If he was, perhaps he should get a turn with him after Luke had his fun.

"Wow, dibs on the next ride!"

The fox's massive grin was perfectly audible in his words. Luke gawked at his lover's reaction, surprised again by how eager Tony was to accept such debauchery. But such shock was quickly dissolved as the bull continued his efforts, eliciting all manner of moos of delight from the lady atop him. Clearly he was still unaware of her two little secrets, but he did notice the sudden tight grip on him deep inside.

"Damn honey, it's like there's a vice in you! How deep did I get!?"

Sally just arched her back and pushed down all the harder, too lost in the moment to worry about how her fun might affect her boys.

"Don't stop! Don't you dare stop!"

The bull persisted, grunting and rolling his muscled figure away, still thrusting deep, not only into the woman he was falling for but into one of the small friends she carried inside her. Louder poor Luke moaned, finding himself pushing down hard atop the member invading him, the act giving Tony a bit of a ride as well. Surely all of them could not keep this pace up for long. It was just too much for any one person in this situation to handle. And sure enough, not too long after all the fun began, it came to a rather sticky end. Luke's middle was suddenly stretched by a torrent of bull seed, giving him just ever so slight a paunch to his trim figure. He bit his lip to keep from roaring in climax as he sent a similar present under the fox's tail. Sally meanwhile was crying out, filling the room with her own unique brand of sound. Her orgasm hit with full force, leaving her body rigid and racked with pleasure. The two cows found their connection rather enjoyable and quickly recovered. Angus leaned up and pressed his lips to Sally's, offering a deep, passionate kiss the likes of which she had not felt in ages. The lady all but melted in his grasp and cooed, grinning from ear to ear. As if reading her mind, the bull whispered the thought currently rolling around in his head.

"I don't think one round is gonna be enough. Care to try for round two?" His voice was deep and soothing, pulling Sally from the grips of climax-induced stupor. She smirked and nodded, taking things in a new direction as she climbed off the bull and moved to the edge of the bed, leaning forward, tail hoisted behind her.

"You bet... now I think it's time your rode me." A wink followed to entice him over to her. Not to leave a lady wanting, Angus rolled off the bed and strolled on around behind her, running the palms of his hands over the shapely swell of her twin cheeks. Just as Luke had enjoyed moments earlier, the bull angled his now honey-coated length to rest in the crevice between those ample mounds, squeezing them together in his fingers. Sally closed her eyes and leaned down to rest against the mattress, pushing her haunches upward even more. The two cows ground against one another while Luke and Tony giggled quietly, waiting for Angus to start again. Their wait was a brief one. A deep, satisfied moan rose from above the two, clearly Sally was getting exactly what she wanted, her new boyfriend's touch. The new angle made it difficult for the fox to take his turn, but not impossible. With a little work, he managed to move atop his feline friend, pressing the cat's face down against the spongy floor, Luke's back to his chest as he lifted his own tail. In only seconds, he was rewarded with the bull's presence against his own warm pucker.

"Mmm, oh he really is big. You lucky pussy, you got him first." Ordinarily, most partners might be upset and considering breaking the relationship after the history of events Luke had experienced, but Tony was unique. He wouldn't get angry or depressed. He would want to try it out himself. And so far, he was enjoying it. At least the cat didn't have to worry about losing him. Again, the bull noticed the addition of a rather tight grip on the end of his manhood, imagining that it was just how this oddly lovely woman was. Oh if only he knew.

The heavy man began pushing away with all his might, jostling his lover as well as her two passengers, the vulpine enjoying his bovine reaming. It was difficult for him to decide which he was more turned on by, the sheer size of what he was pierced with or the fact that it provided enough of a forward momentum that he could just lay atop his boyfriend and the bull would do all the work. Luke couldn't complain either, though were someone to look underneath Sally's sagging belly, they might see his face and his hands stretching her skin. Moans and moos filled the room as man and woman both pressed against one another, seeming to naturally find each other's rhythm, taking advantage of it as best they could in a semi-lucid state. Friction begot heat while moisture seemed to counteract it, flesh sliding against flesh. Four minds swam in this strange conjoined sea of carnal bliss, each one an island to themselves. Islands that were rocked by the mighty quake of orgasm. Angus threw his head back and bellowed at the top of his lungs, no doubt shaking the walls. A fierce blast rocketed through him and filled the vulpine impaled on him deep inside his girlfriend's womb. Just as Luke had been given a mild swell under his navel, so too was Tony inflated ever so gently, leaving him breathless. The very act of filling him triggered his own release, thus filling his beloved tiger just a bit more.

Sally felt the squirms under her fur and could hold back no longer, crying out in a needy tone as her mind was torn asunder by the power of her climax. Her grip on the bull intensified, not daring to let go anytime soon. All four remained locked together in their odd unwitting orgy until at long last, muscles relaxed, forms eased out of their firm state, and thoughts began to clear. Amazingly, Angus had managed to stay upright, but only just barely. Seeing how much he had worn out the lady before him, he stood her up so that her back pressed against his chest and reached down, lifting her legs off the ground in a display of strength he doubted anyone had shown her before. Carefully, he eased her onto the bed and the two reclined on their sides, breath still yet to be entirely caught.

"I... I'd say... we go together... pretty well. Don't you think?" It was the only thing he could think to say without sounding overly silly. Sally's eyes fluttered lightly as she struggled to stay conscious. It was rather late, she had a fair amount of alcohol in her, and she had just been worn out by two rather intense sessions of lovemaking. It was a small miracle that she had not passed out by now, even more so that she could speak coherently.

"H-how soon... can you move in?" But this was all that could be said. Once the question was uttered, she lost her battle against fatigue and drifted off in the bull's arms, a sensation she was rather unfamiliar with, but quite willing to explore further. Angus chuckled seeing her disappear into sleep and elected to join her. He reached over to the nightstand, turned out the light, pulled the sheets over them both, and settled into place. It seemed the company's attempt at playing matchmaker paid off quite well for everyone so far.

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Tony woke with something of a gentle start, lifting his head from Luke's shoulder, still feeling that rather impressive presence under his tail. He chuckled softly as he flexed his anus around it to see how it responded. He had no idea how long he had been asleep, though the clock outside would have told him it was still the wee hours of the morning. Why was he awake then? It was incredibly comfortable, even with someone so big still lodged in him, he had his beloved cat in his arms, and he had no worries or responsibilities that would need to be tended to anytime soon. Why then was he struck with this sudden acute insomnia? His mind would not let him sleep because it demanded an experiment be attempted, and such an experiment required his boyfriend to be awake as well. He chuckled as the thought rolled around in his head, nudging Luke's cheek affectionately.

"Hey, wake up honey. I wanna try something." It was just like him to want to imagine something so perverse. The tiger grumbled quietly as he slowly came around, his eyes remaining closed and his posture betraying that he wasn't really interested in doing much more than cuddling at the moment.

"What is it? Can it wait until later?"

The fox shook his head and began whispering the details of his plan into Luke's ear, to which he responded with a natural concern. There were several issues to address, but Tony would not be swayed. He would find no peace in sleep until he was certain of the outcome of his idea.

"Look, I promise that if we can't get any real results, I'll just scrap the idea and we can go back to sleep, but think about it. If Sally can stretch this much, what makes you think her new 'bo' can't?" His powers of persuasion were hard at work. It was a wonder that he didn't put them to use in some sort of vocation. The striped male had sobered quickly as the idea was relayed to him, still timid about the whole concept. Sure, climbing into his roommate was one thing, but this was another thing entirely.

"I just don't know. We could hurt him, or something else could go wrong." Luke approched the idea with the same hesitance he initially felt about his situation with Sally, at least after he had gotten past the hangover that came with it. The fox laughed and offered his lover a kiss on the nose, trying to convince him as best he could.

"Look where we are. If something bad were to happen, it would have already. By all rights we should not be able to do what we're doing. I wanna see just how far this whole anatomical funhouse goes. We'll all be fine, I promise."

Still quite uncertain of the wisdom of such an idea, Luke begrudgingly accepted and began to make room for his companion. Tony eased himself off the great shaft still lodged in their comfortable room with them before turning about and feeling over its features. It was a typical shape indeed, and its size seemed to suggest that it would be capable of delivering a copious payload. He wanted to see just how large a load it could handle. And so, with that in mind, he sought out the gash at the tip and worked his fingers against it until he managed to sink one into the slick tube beyond.

"I still don't think this is a good idea Tony. What if he wakes up? What if what we're doing ruins things between him and Sally?"

The fox was too preoccupied with his progress to worry about much else. Within only seconds, he found the whole of one of his hands consumed by the monster symbol of masculinity.

"Oh wow! He can stretch pretty far! Let's see how much he can take!" With that, he pushed his arm forward and the hungry length swallowed it up right to his elbow. Though the cat's eyes were slowly beginning to adjust to the intense darkness, Luke could only barely make out vague shadows and shapes. It was just bearly enough to make an educated guess of what was happening based on how much he could feel of his boyfriend. Such close quarters made it rather easy to tell when one or the other was busy with something.

"Okay, you found out what he can do, will you pull your arm out and go back to sleep?"

Tony shook his head with a broad grin, adding his other arm to the first. It was eased in just as effortlessly while the bull outside simply groaned softly in his sleep. Again Luke tried to convince his lover to halt and curl back up with him. It fell on deaf ears as the vulpine shoved his muzzle in, licking and slurping away greedily at the new walls he could explore. A spasm jerked his entire head inward, dragging his shoulders along with it. Luke gasped in shock and tried to grab hold of the fox somehow, in the hopes that he could manage to pull him back out. Unfortunately, all it did was trap his hands and forearms against his lover's chest, pulling him along for the ride.

"This is gonna be great! Hang on kitty! Here we go!" As Tony uttered those words, sounding as though he somehow knew what was to come, the hungry shaft began to slurp the two deeper. It gradually picked up speed as it crossed over inch after inch of their naked bodies, mashing them together inside the musky tunnel. Angus continued to groan, slowly raising the volume of his vocalizations, completely unaware that Sally's occupants were becoming his. Down they slid, their hips wreathed by bull-flesh as they emptied out of the lady's belly, the umbilical connecting each of them simply popping off as Luke had experienced before. Within only a minute or two, they both felt a warm splash on their faces, the tight confines of their new prison opening up into a new chamber, not unlike the womb they had come to know so well. When at last their feet were tugged out of Sally's protective body, their trip downward accelerated, landing in their new sticky, sloshing home with a wet plop. It wasn't quite so cramped, the walls yielding more easily than the cow's tummy had. The smell was almost overpowering, driving not just Tony, but Luke to madness as they realized exactly what it was they were bathing in. In seconds, they were back in each others arms, fondling one another, seeking out known pleasure points, and grinding against each other with untold ferocity.

Perhaps it was the sort of effect bull semen had on them, or perhaps it was simply the natural result of realizing they were now completely contained in a sleeping bull's scrotum. A bull that throughout all of it had not roused. He had made quite a few interesting noises and shifted in his sleep, but never woke. The heavily distended orbs twitched and sloshed away as the two explorers reveled in their new discovery, no longer thinking about the possible ramifications of such an act. They were purely caught up in the moment and once again wearing each other out before both fox and cat drifted off in one another's arms. As they finally settled, having doused one another's innards in their own unique brand of milkiness, Luke offered a phrase he had yet to actually tell his vulpine lover in at least a week.

"I love you, Tony."

The fox rumbled away blissfully, offering the fading feline a tender kiss on the cheek.

"I love you too, Luke." And with that, both were lost once more to sleep, trapped now in what amounted to essentially the masculine region of a total stranger. Neither knew how he would react when he woke, which just so happened to be only moments after the activity below finally stopped. It seemed this particular bull was an early riser.

He yawned quietly as he opened his eyes. His bleary and unfocused vision tried to collect itself and relay to him what the digital clock on the far nightstand told him. Just past fifteen minutes before six in the morning, an early riser indeed. At least he knew he would have some time to spare. The drive to work wasn't nearly what it used to be, and he had a wonderful lady to share it with.

Quietly, carefully, he eased himself back away from the snoozing Sally, retreating from her warm embrace as gently as he could to keep from waking her. Little did he know he probably could have enjoyed another round all by himself and wouldn't wake her up. Out of bed he rolled, yawning again and rubbing his head, a mild throb pulsing away in his skull. He had reached just the cusp of his 'hangover limit' as he called it. He'd hit the sauce often enough to know roughly how much it would take to trigger the ill effects the next morning and had tried to stay beneath it last night. He had just barely managed to keep within his limitations. Still, he wasn't free of a mild form of punishment. He grumbled and shook his head as he rose to his hooves, stumbling a bit on his way towards the bathroom. Odd, he didn't recall feeling quite so heavy or bloated 'downstairs' during previous one-night-stands. Maybe his mind was playing tricks on him. Whatever the case was, a shower would sober him up and he was certain that would restore everything to their natural proportions.

Into the oversized tub he stepped. The curtain was drawn, and the water turned on. It began to pour down over his rippling form and darkening his already rich chocolate color. Soap was collected and a fine lather created before smearing it across his firm and toned figure. His fingers massaged over sore muscles, made so from the previous day's work as well as his romp with Sally, slowly moving downward to his topographically impressive abdomen, then onward to his now softened and sagging manhood. What was odd was the sensation of distention had not faded as he was pushed more and more awake by the spray of the shower. Maybe he simply needed to 'relieve some tension' to get himself feeling normal again. It couldn't hurt. So, he wrapped his fingers around the smooth rod below and rolled it back and forth under his thumb until it gradually returned to its stiff, stone-like status. He rumbled in contention as he began to graze his palm up and down along it, sighing softly as a quick little shiver ran up the base of his spine upon finding one or two 'tickle' spots. He seemed to enjoy that more than he was certain he probably should. Down along the smooth spire the hand traveled only to journey back towards the top, appreciating his endowment just as he always did when in the mood to do so.

After a few more tender caresses to bring his mind fully to bear on the matter at hand, he began to pump, and pump quite firmly. A hand reached forward toward the tile wall ahead of him, leaning against it for support as he grunted, eyes shut, savoring the warm soapy water pouring down over his glistening frame. Faster and faster the palm traveled, fingers flexing and squeezing at odd intervals, the familiar sensation building between his legs demanding he not stop as he approached the moment he desired.

Inside, the walls began to convulse gently around the two boys, waking Tony easily. He yawned and leaned against the flesh cradling him as it squeezed and contracted. Once he heard the mixture of sounds, and the lack of one rather important one, it became clear what the bull was doing. Quickly, he woke Luke, letting him determine what was occurring for himself before the two boys began to shift and squirm, unsure exactly what they should do. The sudden addition of movement inside the bull's testicles only seemed to drive him forward. It was odd yes, but it felt oddly enjoyable, like a massage from the inside out. He groaned and tilted his head back as he tensed, the moment quickly approaching, both fox and feline now quite concerned of what was to come, and then it came.

Angus dropped his jaw and squeezed his eyes shut tightly, filling the bathroom with a long, fairly loud cry of masculine climax. A concerning bulge formed at the base of his shaft, forcing his fingers to spread, no longer able to grip himself properly. That bulge traveled up along his member rather quickly with every forceful undulation. Within seconds, a curious thing happened. A fuzzy head popped out into the steamy environment of the shower, followed by shoulders, a chest, a stomach, hips, legs, and then feet. A smallish, slender tiger had just been deposited onto the floor of the tub, knocking the bull off his feet, not due tripping over him but purely from the sensation of passing a whole person through himself in such a manner. He panted and groaned even more loudly as he felt another swell form in his length, a second figure passing up through his erection only to be spat out into the tub with the feline, both covered in his creamy essence. His shaft twitched and throbbed away, slowly falling to one side as it relaxed once more, its job finally at an end. Both smaller males looked up at the rather intimidating bovine who just stared down at them in utter shock. No one knew exactly what to say to break the silence, that is, until the tiger finally spoke up.

"Um... hi. I'm Luke. I'm Sally's roommate. This is my boyfriend Tony... I... Well... I bet you're wondering what we're doing here."

"I'm wondering a lot of things! But that's a good place to start!" The bull's tone of voice hinted just past astounded, on the edge of hysterics. Seeing two full grown men launched from one's penis tended to have that effect. Before the tiger could properly respond, now cowering slightly in the presence of a beast that could easily snap him in two, Tony interjected with his own variant of the tale.

"Well, it's kind of a long story so we'll give you the abridged version."

Time passed quickly for all three as the charismatic fox filled Angus in on the details. The large fellow was quite stunned by all of this, unsure exactly how he should fee. Once the chronicle had concluded, he attempted to reiterate to ensure he understood everything correctly. His questions were abruptly punctuated by Tony's confirmation.

"So Sally and Luke were-"

"Drunk."

"And then she came home and-"

"Shoved him in."

"And she went to work-"

"With him inside."

"Then you came along and just-"

"Dove right in with him."

"And then I came in..."

"Yep."

"And she and I had..."

"Yep."

"So what I actually felt was..."

"Yep."

"And then when we were asleep..."

"Uh huh."

"So then I came in here..."

"And here we are! How did you like your first gay experience?" The fox just grinned, able to read the bull's body language and finding it encouraging. Angus paused for a moment and rubbed the back of his neck.

"Well, to be perfectly honest, it's not my first. Having someone climb down my cock, that's another story!"

Tony chuckled and gave the bull a playful smack on the rump, sensing how much more at ease he was. Even Luke was feeling less tense about the situation, but he knew there was more to discuss.

"We're sorry for surprising you like that. It's not the best way to meet. But please, don't be angry with Sally. She really likes you. Don't let us ruin what you two have started." The tiger would never forgive himself if he had hurt his friend. Thankfully, it seemed Angus was too good natured to make a snap judgment like that. He reached out and gave the striped feline's wet, sticky hair a bit of a ruffle.

"Oh don't you worry about that. Sally and I aren't splitting up anytime soon. I just worry how this is all going to work out. I mean, if she needs you two to keep producing, how are we going to be able to keep up our end of the bargain with the company? She can't very well have a baby while hauling you two around. I think it's something all four of us need to sit down and discuss." He had something of a pragmatic streak to him, this bull. It was just one more check mark in the 'plus' column for him in the minds of the two boys standing before him. Tony offered the bovine a nod, wrapping an arm around his waist while tugging his feline companion close at the same time.

"Indeed it is. We can't make plans of our own without affecting you two, and you two can't start your family without giving us the boot and possibly getting Sally into trouble at work. I say we keep the status quo as it is more or less until we can figure out some sort of strategy. And since it would be rude to try and come up with something while Sally isn't included in our discussion, I suggest we postpone said discussions until such time that all four of us are able to sit down together without any demands on our time. Perhaps after work. In the meantime, I think it might be best if Luke and I, as two of Sally's best friends, got to know her new boyfriend a bit better. In our own special way." His lips pulled into a broad grin once more before he turned his attention to the bull's groin. Luke batted his eyes in disbelief, more that it took his vulpine lover so long to get back down to what it was he loved to do so much. Angus simply gasped in surprise, not expecting a pair of lips to consume his masculine region so readily, and so quickly after jumping between topics. Clearly this fox was quite skilled at leading others on towards a state of erogenous play. The tiger sighed a little and looked up at the bull apologetically.

"I'm sorry again. It's just how he is. There's not really much you can do to stop him except try and ride it out. He used to work a really lousy job and he's exploring his newfound freedom. I'm sure he'll-" The cat quickly found himself silenced by the large, dark male, hoisted into the air by two powerful hands. The longhorn had no intention of listening to an apology, not when there was nothing for the feline to apologize for. Instead, he opted to give Luke reason to moan. A pair of thick, warm lips wrapped around the cat's own manly feature, making him squirm in Angus' grasp. A broad, slick tongue slurped viciously at his crotch as its owner rumbled away, pleased with the vulpine's skill.

As Tony continued, his jaws inched down over that monstrous member, forcing it into his throat with all the might he could muster. His neck bulged as it passed deeper, pushing onward towards his chest. His hands moved to caress the exposed flesh, even fondle the great orbs he and his lover had spent what he considered all too brief a time within. Such stimulation left Angus trembling lightly, even as he held Luke against his mouth, suckling fiercely. The poor tiger could do nothing but wriggle in the bovine's grip, not that he was complaining. It wasn't often such a brute would manhandle him in so tender a way. Usually he was risking being stepped on or thrown through a wall when in such a state of helplessness. It was a nice change of pace for him.

Under such skilled attentions, both males being serviced reached their peaks quickly, offering a few musky spurts of their respective essences. Of course, what Tony received was a great deal more plentiful than Angus' reward. He gulped loudly and wetly to try and contain every last drop until the bull finished, leaving him with a mild curve to his belly just as he had the previous night. The fox pulled his lips free with a pop and loosed a quiet belch. Luke meanwhile was now rather limp in the bull's grasp. No struggles came from his slender form as the climax left him breathless. Gently, he was returned to the floor of the tub where his vulpine lover cradled him lovingly.

"Mmmm, I'd say so far you're earning some big points in our book big guy." Tony gave his beloved a nuzzle on the cheek, cuddling firmly against the shower-soaked tiger as he purred.

"I could say the same for you two. By the way, what made you want to try to climb into my balls in the first place?" It was an odd question, one that sounded quite strange even as he spoke it aloud. The fox just shrugged and grinned up at the toned beast.

"Sally could fit us in, I wanted to see if you could. Especially after finding out how big you were. But I have to say I'm a little surprised we ended up where we did. I had expected to be squeezed into a slightly different destination," He reached up with a single hand, giving the bull's firm, muscled abdomen a few sensual strokes, "Specifically here. I wonder why we were sent down below instead."

Angus just hoisted his shoulders in the universal symbol of admitting ignorance. He was no expert in anatomy, but he was curious and willing to try just about anything that offered some sort of appeal.

"Not really sure, but I wouldn't mind if you wanted to try to crawl back in and find out." Retrospect had led him to the conclusion that he had been enjoying their stay, and he wasn't about to deny them another visit. In fact, were he more assertive, he might have just gone ahead and started stuffing the two boys back down his lengthy rod.

"Is that so?" Tony grinned his trademark grin, "Well, why don't we? Maybe you can... deposit us back with Sally once you're done in the shower. We already know how you can get us back out once we're in." His usually fluffy tail swished wetly behind him as he beamed up at the big cow, seeing a similar look of eagerness form there. Luke was still a little overwhelmed but he wasn't about to argue the point. He was certain Tony knew what he was doing, and so far no one had mentioned any discomfort from their odd habit of investigating others' innards.

"I wonder how Sally would react to finding us in there." As he spoke up, sounding just a little dizzy from the earlier fun, the bull gripped his impressive shaft and aimed it at the two boys.

"Only one way to find out. C'mon guys, show me how you got in. I wanna be awake for it this time." That was all he had to say. Without hesitation, Tony pressed forward against the dark, sleek thing as if kissing it. In a matter of seconds, his muzzle had vanished back into the slick, undulating depths. His head was made short work of while Angus grit his teeth, taken by surprise by such intensity of sensation. Fingers made their way into the narrow opening, forcing it apart to worm deeper, hands and arms slipping out of sight quickly. A strange series of lumps could be seen lining the underside of the bull's girth, stretching him in a somewhat comical fashion. A firm kick of the fox's legs sank his chest in right up to the top of his stomach.

The sudden forward motion struck Angus like lightning, knocking him to ground with a wet thud, rump planted firmly as he sat upright. His erect mast remained quite stiff, lifting much of Tony's remaining features from the ground. Gravity helped feed the vulpine deeper, especially since the bull had lost his grip on himself, watching while out of breath as he let his girlfriend's roommate's boyfriend be devoured by his genitals. It was quite the experience, one he was relishing a great deal more than he had anticipated he might.

Inside the dark, moist tube, Tony was quite pleased with himself as he wriggled this way and that, trying to press further in. What was odd though was the fact that he was no longer headed downward per say, but instead angling up the deeper he slid. Had he managed to find the alternate passageway he sought? It certainly began to seem that way as the bull moved his hands quickly to his stomach, feeling it distend outward. The fox was indeed sliding upwards into his prostate! And oh what a glorious series of tingling sensations it brought with it! He moaned and shifted on his rump, panting heavily as his member spasmed around the invading vulpine. He was no longer in control. Neither of them were. It was up to Angus' manhood to finish the job for him.

Luke sat and watched as he recovered his strength, noticing the growing bulge in the cow's middle. That wasn't supposed to happen was it? There had been mention of another destination but he had not been lucid enough to note where it was. Something was wrong! Quickly, the tiger wrapped his arms around his boyfriend's feet and began trying to pull Tony free as if it were some perverse game of tug-of-war, a game he was definitely going to lose. He grunted and panted, anchoring his feet against the bull's thighs to try and keep from losing his fox any further, but it was all for naught. A powerful 'gulp' of Angus' rod saw the whole of Tony's form vanish inside, bloating his manhood visibly and at the same time, starting on the tiger that had been trying to valiantly to save his boyfriend from what he perceived to be danger. With the two of them going in essentially at once, it left the bovine unable to process thought beyond the notion of how incredible it all felt. His hands massaged over his swelling abdomen, his masculine organ stretching so easily to contain the two boys.

Tony laughed and tugged his legs in as quickly as he could, wanting to give Luke no chance to resist. A tiger-shaped bulge slide down along the ebony spire standing between the bull's legs, feeding its meal into his belly. There would be no escape for them, not unless the big fellow wanted to let them go. The cat's trim middle was slurped up as easily as his lover's was, as were his hips and thighs. Soon, his knees came to rest at the entrance to the cow's body, the now rotund male gasping for breath as he reclined against the tile wall behind him. Only a few more inches were left, inches he was eager to claim. He squeezed his eyes shut and commanded his body to pull, dragging the orange and black furred creature out of sight finally. His fingers ran up and down his manhood as he felt the odd swells glide along under his skin. It felt oddly satisfying, being able to consume someone in such a manner. Oh how jealous Sally would be if he decided to not give them back.

"Mmm, I think you got your wish Tony. You two comfortable in there?" He offered a rumbling moo of wanton delight as the last of the tiger was forced into his prostate, shivering as he felt every twitch, every jostle, every move his two passengers made. He never did receive an answer, only a sudden burst of motion under his chocolate fur. The powerful, rhythmic motion could only be one thing. They were returning to their almost constant state of intimacy. Perhaps it was the fact that they had no other physical demands asked of them anymore, but it seemed as though both Tony and Luke had become absolutely insatiable! And now, it was Angus' turn to reap the benefits. His jaw hung loose as he groaned, gripping his writhing gut, adoring the feel of every curve, every swell the two boys made in his abdomen. He now began to see why Sally had been so secretive. The notion of having to give this up because it 'wasn't acceptable in polite society' was almost heartbreaking.

Minutes seemed like only seconds as Angus let himself be washed away by the pleasure running through his form. A hand reached down below the tremendous bulge in his belly, gripping the ravenous cock that had eaten both boys. Sure he might end up shooting them back out like he had earlier, but he needed this. He needed the release so badly. With a maddened pace he pumped away, pounding his fist down against himself over and over again, trying his best to time himself with the rolling and rocking of his waistline. Never before had he felt something so deeply, mind-numbingly outrageous. The very idea of what was going on was more than enough to push him right to the edge. He had a tiger and a fox trapped inside him, screwing one another silly, and he could feel all of it. The instant he considered a simple thought concerning their current state and just how long they might be able to remain concealed there, he lost his grip on reality.

A bellow filled the bathroom as he came once more, spurting gush after thick, sticky gush of hot, viscous bull semen across his still writhing stomach. There was no shift in mass, no sudden swelling of his penis, no disturbing of the boys and their love play. They remained perfectly in place while the bull's testicles emptied themselves across his gut. It was odd that such was true. Were he more familiar with biology and anatomy, he might have thought their current location would have been the spot to be to end up fired back out rather than where they had been earlier. He wasn't going to question it. It simply told him the answer to a question he had been asking himself.

"Ooo... boys. If what Sally feels is anywhere near that when you do that in her, I can see why she didn't want to let you out. Holy crap that was amazing!" He lay there under the spray of the shower, grunting as he felt them continue, though much slower than before, "And I think we've got an idea of what we can do with you two if Sally and I manage to start a family." He snickered, slowly climbing to his hooves. The weight in his middle felt comfortable, almost natural, and heaven help him the movement felt good. The two boys inside were lost to the world for the moment, not even aware that they were completely drenched head to toe in bull spunk. Or maybe they were and that was what had driven them to such fevered rutting in the first place. As he waited for Luke and Tony to wear themselves out for the time being, Angus decided to clean himself up again. After all, it was why he had climbed in the shower originally.

"Mmm, it's just as cozy as Sally's belly in here, isn't it kitty?" True to his nature, Tony was the first between the two of them to regain the ability to speak. Luke on the other hand was nothing more than a pile of purring stripes. The bull housing them laughed and gave his muscular gut a light slap followed by an appreciative rub.

"Well, if she does end up pregnant, you're welcome to call it your home away from home. I'm sure as hell not going to kick you out anytime soon. Hell I don't even know how to." Almost as if on command, the bovine's chamber seemed to relax, letting its two occupants slip free from one musky room to another. Angus shuddered as he felt the bulges move from his abdomen back down to where they had hung between his legs earlier, bloating his scrotum out all over again. He laughed and rolled his eyes as he felt the boys settle below.

"You're gonna hafta work on holding that longer big guy. We can't just fall down here in the middle of your shift. You might trip!" The fox was as tenacious as ever, knowing where he wanted to be and who he wanted to be with. Still, it answered the question.

"You two just enjoy yourselves. I need to get ready for work."

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The irrepressibly horrible buzzer of the alarm clock pulled Sally from her comfortable sleep, making her groan and reach out to shut the blasted thing off. With the buzzer no longer annoying her, she lay there for a moment before rolling onto her back. Something was different. She felt lighter, literally this time. A hand moved to her belly to find it flat and trim once more. Her eyes flew open and she sat up, gripping at her stomach as if it would change the fact that she was no longer carrying a pair of gay lovers in her uterus. The sudden shock of movement forced a pair of thin trickles from her breasts and brought a gentle wobble to her once-more engorged udder, just as full as she had been the day before. Angus was missing too. Where did everyone disappear to in the night?

The sound of the shower caught her attention. Hastily, she snatched her bathrobe from its place on the floor and wrapped herself up, not caring if anyone could see her nipples through the steadily moistening fabric. She had to know where they were. She bolted across the hallway to the feline's bedroom. Empty. Where had they gone? She was absolutely frantic. Angus had met and interacted with her all day yesterday with a large, round stomach. He couldn't see her like this! It would raise far too many questions! She had to do something and fast! Back to her room she raced, scanning the entire chamber as if it might yield some clue as to where the boys went or what course of action she might take. Nothing came to her. She was going to be discovered. He would be disgusted and leave her before the agreement could be fulfilled. She was terrified!

"Woah, easy there skinny. What's got a burr in your panties?" That deep voice, it could only be the bull she had offered to move in with her. Everything was perfectly ruined now. She closed her eyes and turned to face him, almost ready to cry.

"Angus... I've got something I should probably tell you." Before she could continue, he interrupted, his voice betraying a rather sizable smirk on his lips. As he spoke, Sally's eyes peeked open, then quickly grew large as she found herself staring at the bull's massively stretched scrotum, writhing and squirming about, a drizzle of transparent ooze dripping from the end of his rigid shaft. From the sounds rising from between his legs, it was clear that it could only be Luke and Tony, already back in the middle of another session of love play.

"What? You want the boys back? You greedy little thing you. I was kinda hopin' I'd get to take'em for the day." His grin quickly vanished as the stunned dairy cow fainted then and there. It wasn't the reaction he had hoped for, but then his was a reaction she had not expected. Carefully, he hoisted her back up onto the bed, resting her against a pillow for support, "I think we kind of overloaded her, guys. She's out like a light. Should I put you back where I got you?" A stern kick from between his legs took his breath away, thankfully not aimed in the direction that would have caused pain. This time, it was the tiger's turn to respond.

"Only if you mean back upstairs in your tummy! If you put us back in her, when she wakes up, she'll probably think it was all a dream! I think it's time we saw how well she can produce without us. One or two days won't be a big problem don't you think?" Luke wasn't ready to say goodbye to this new cavern he had yet to fully explore. He enjoyed Sally's belly, yes, but this was rather enticing too. Angus sighed a little and shook his head.

"Too much too soon I think, buddy. I think it's best if you two played around in mommy's tummy instead of daddy's for now. Don't you worry, you'll get to come back real soon." With that, he adjusted himself properly and carefully, tenderly, lovingly began the process of returning Sally's boys to her. She squirmed and shuddered in her state of unconsciousness, moaning until at last she cried out. Her belly surged outward as both fox and tiger were released inside her one at a time, distending her tummy back to where it should be. Angus panted as his body shook from the exertion of withstanding yet another mighty orgasm. He would certainly have to steal them away again just to shoot them back into her sometime soon.

As all four began to settle, Sally gradually came back around, finding herself out of breath. She found her middle occupied once more and a pair of strong arms holding her firmly and closely, just as it all had been the night before. All was right with the world it seemed.

"Angus?" She paused, hearing him moo softly in her ear, "I had the strangest dream."

"He knows about us honey. The jig is up." Luke's bluntness came from a mild sense of disappointment. He had hoped for a longer visit in the bull. Odd considering he had been so hesitant to go diving in there in the first place. Tony just chuckled and silenced him with a kiss, all too sure that they would be going back and forth between the two bovines rather frequently. Sally meanwhile froze, turning white as a sheet. She looked to the dark male holding her as he chuckled. A kiss found its way to her cheek as he spoke.

"He's right. I sort of found out about your little secret. I guess it was me being the greedy one wanting to have them for the day. But don't you worry, their back where they belong. Now c'mon. You need to go shower and get ready. We've got work soon... and a lot to talk about when we get home. We have to figure out who gets them when and for how long."

The lady just batted her eyes again, not having thought in a million years that anyone would be so receptive to such an arrangement. Slowly, she stood and wobbled her way to the bathroom where she could warm up in the shower. Another call would be coming from the front office again, she was sure of it. They'd likely be annoying the neighbors for a good long time.

Maybe they should look into buying a house. No, they'd have to get married first. It just simplified things that way.

"Hey, Tony..." There was a thought nagging at her that she needed to voice. The fox nudged out softly against her, nuzzling at one of her hands as she caressed her soapy belly.

"Yeah mom?" He giggled a little, as did his feline womb-mate. He considered the word something of a joke, while Sally blushed, finding it rather endearing. She closed her eyes and smiled, reveling in the idea of having them call her mother.

"Do you... have any friends who might be interested in meeting us?" As the words left her lips, another little thought popped into her head. Maybe Mildred would be interested in trying this out with her own boyfriend. If she could be trusted to keep it a secret.