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Behind The Mask (Halloween 2024)

By Bartan Tirix

A heavy overcast covered the skies above the elevated lands, stretching out far past the horizon while the winds went rapid. Bringing with them an eerie chill to the air, one of hardship and a cold winter to the unprepared land-dwellers. Specifically on an old house that definitely has seen better days.

Actually, to call it a house would be calling an entire city a small neighborhood; the building was absolutely humongous. More of a modern castle than a mansion, just lacking a lot of height and towers, let alone care. Old rotting wood and creaking windows shifting in the wind, a rusted iron gate that has been locked for far too long. A courtyard that once held a beautiful garden was now overgrown and filled to the brim with weeds.

At least the pathway was mostly cleared, allowing a few dragons to land one by one. Each feral wyrm carrying a few others on their back and laying down for them to get off. "This looks like the place." A large brass one stated, overlooking the area with the others, a strange caution in his voice as a sharp wind made all their scales click or their fluff to puff out.

"Tell me again why we had to come here in this weather?" A blue one grumbled, very slightly smaller than the rest.

"Because Thea." A white tirix; a species mix of a canid and feline, bunted her black-spotted winter coat up against his shoulder, shifting his grump into a bit of shyness as he waited for her to finish. Double taking when Linet did not. "Just 'Because'."

"Nature does what it wants." A color shifting wyrm tilted his head in a shrug, almost unphased by the chill.

"This hardly feels like nature's doing..." The fluffy dragon this time, snorting and spading his four ears before attempting to look behind at his own back, along with all the others as they spoke in unison.

"You can get off me anytime now." Most with grump, except with Beo; the largest brass one.

"S-sorry."

"No thank you." Most apologized, while the one on the metallic behemoth continued to keep his smooth-black latex body hugging his thick neck. Making the large one chuckle while the rest got off, many quite nervously as if not used to mounting dragons. Though the fluffy one released a bit of a whimper as his tail was pulled by a white fox.

"Back to bear mode." And like magic the furred wyrm's body shifted closer to that of a polar bear and canid. Making Bartan shake his coat a little as the anthro female vixen, sharing the same six foot height, stroked his chin. "See Loqe? Flying isn't so bad."

"I've personally flown planes better than how Bartan flies."

"I'm still getting used to it, even if it has been-"

"Like 6 years?" A black tirix playfully shot, getting a snort from the furball as the group all stepped forwards to look at the large building. Displaying the full roster. Three feral tirix: brown, black, and white with black spots. Three dragon wyrms: deep blue, an orange that seemed to shift colors with moods, and a very large brass one. Three anthros: the female fox, a shortstack otter with an unusually large bust, and a blue male eastern dragon. Two rexes: a brown with white underside, and a pure black one that looked very glossy. Finally, a feral polar bear-wolf thing.

They gazed at the old mansion with concern as the wind blew across, unsettling a few as they looked at each other. "Let's go in." The brass one's deep voice held a bit of caution in it as the others nodded in agreement. Walking up to the large doors as the dragons and dinos began to get smaller to fit closer to the other's size. Feeling a little strange about the involuntary change, but they were warned before...

The rules were simple, all repeating in their heads as they took shelter in the old hotel. Survive the night and win the jackpot. The less 'survivors' around, the bigger the portions will be. You will be randomly selected a teammate inside, if both of you make it out, that jackpot is increased ten-fold. Powers and special abilities will be disabled. The only ones you rely on is your teammate.

The doors opened with an aging groan as the brass dragon took the lead, forcing the old barricades open against the will of their old hinges. Lightly showing off his strength even without any special magic, allowing everyone inside before closing them back. Taking one last glance outside as the doors closed and swearing he spotted some shadowy figure staring at him at the last moment.

The presence was even lightly felt, if only for a moment. But he let it go, just turning about and entering the large dim room with the group. Fancy carpeting and wallpaper lined the way inside and to the main desk of the hotel, as furniture of equal age rested. Looking just recently and hastily cleaned, not very well either. A note was spotted on the desk as the fox and otter moved up to give it a look. "What does it say?" Bartan, the bear asked.

"No keys required, whereas nowhere is off limits. Feel free to enjoy the activities as you stay here, but be sure to protect yourselves." Kindle read before handing the busty shortstack the note for her to read as well. "Odds are no staff, looks like we're going to have to entertain ourselves tonight."

"I hardly trust doing anything in a place like this." Rixxix, the black tirix grumbled, looking around. Spotting a small table with some candies on it. "Let alone eating anything. Hope nobody's hungry."

"I am." Thea, the dark blue wyrm whimpered. Getting an awwwh from the color-shifting dragon and nearly matching Thea's before giving his neck a nuzzle.

"Wasn't there some clue about our teams supposed to be in here though?" Jinx, the Latex Rex [also known as a G-Rex] asked. "Where is that?" The group shared looks and continued inside. Thea stopping and taking a small sniff at the candies as his stomach grumbled a bit, soon getting a playful tug by the brass one to tell him not to touch it.

Further inside was a social lobby of sorts, a fireplace already lit and giving the group some much needed warmth after being outside. Withing the many chairs and couches rested familiar looking large plushies: all made to look like the contestants. Only for the fox to stop and sniff several times quickly, gasping when she smelled something on the coffee table between a set of seats and almost leaping for it. Grabbing everyone's attention as she spun around with a plate of snacks. "Onion rings!" She took a bite out of one.

"Kindle-no!" The bear shouted at her as everybody suddenly went on edge. Watching her much on an entire one (which took less time than you think)... Only to realize nothing was happening. Until she gasped, tensing the group up again.

"They're in the shapes of little pumpkins too! That's adorable." The fox stated with her muzzle half full, feeling them out and making everybody breathe in a sigh of relief.

"I suppose that means the food is safe to eat-" Linet, the white tirix started.

"-Thank all of Dragon Kind!" Thea grumbled in relief, making a few chuckle. "Where the hell's the kitchen?" He snorted, wandering off into a hallway that looked promising.

"Are these the teams then?" Loqe, the noodle dragon approached one couch and looked at them. Letting others spread out and do the same to see for themselves, except for Linet who instead gazed at an old grandfather clock. The G-Rex Jinx with Loqe, Beo the brass wyrm with Linet the white panther. Thea, now out of the room, with Kayla the otter. Ryoko the brown tirix with Dia'vidd the color shifting dragon. Bartan the polar bear with Rixxix the black tirix. Finally, Kindle and her foxy goodness with the chubby brown rex Zarrel.

A couple of curses were spoken under breaths by both Jinx and Dia, getting their partners to give them slightly sad looks. "Don't take it personally." Linet explained. "They just always want to be partnered with Beo, but RNJesus doesn't like them." A couple of whimpers from the two disappointed males.

"Any chance can we trade positions?" Jinx asked her.

"I donno, ask the person who he's partnered with." The white panther barely replied.

"That would be you, Linet." The lynx double taked at Jinx, then to the order of the plushies, finally then to Beo who tilted his head in a shrug.

"I don't mind, but maybe we should stick with the standard outcome this time." The brass wyrm suggested, getting some pouts but the larger one (at least by looks at this point) only gave the two little nuzzles. "Next time, promise. We'll rig it if we have to, won't we Linet?"

"I suppose we all shouldn't be plagued with RNG like Bartan is." A double take from the bear as those four ears perked up, interrupting his studying of the rather large plushy of himself.

"I-what? I zoned out there for a second." The furball looked around as the fox leaned up against him.

"Thinking about mounting that thing, eh?"

"N-no!" She just smirked at his direction, eyes noooooot quite lined straight into his while taking another bite out of the onion ring. "...Maybe."

"Well, I wouldn't." Rixxix, the black tirix, grumbled. Looking at his own and noticing several imperfections. "This place just screams 'fondle and face consequences'. So try to keep it in your sheath tonight."

"I think he's right, Master." The short and wide otter waddled up to the bear. "This place... There's something funny about it."

"W-we've been over this, Kayla." Bartan shyly whimpered. "I'll deal with the Master talk during work hours, but this is after work hours. S-so no-"

"You can feel it in your boobs?" Kindle half teased, mostly the bear and making him whimper as he blushed and double taked between the two anthro females. "I can too." It made Kayla chuckle bashfully, especially when those brown eyes were caught by her cleavage. Making that white tail wag heavily in excitement.

"That's it." Rixxix grumbled, moving over to the bear and grabbing Bartan by one of his lower ears with that black muzzle. Making the large bear yelp as he was pulled/dragged away by his partner, hobbling with his fluffy plushie in one of his four legs.

"Okay-okay-okay! I'm coming, I'm coming-!"

"Which is exactly what I'm trying to prevent you from doing, you hornball!" The black tirix sassed him while leading Bartan down a hallway while the others chuckled. Hearing one of the dragons purr as Dia's scales shifted to a yellow. Looking down the hallway towards the kitchen and spotting something on the wall.

"What did you find?" Beo asked, looking at it as well.

"A map of the place. There's bound to be several around."

"Ohhh, they have a gym here? I'd like to see what they have." The brass one purred, getting the attention of the others as well. Specifically Loqe and Zarrel.

"They even have a heated pool. Feel like going for a swim, big guy~?" The blue noodle nudged the brown rex, making him whimper.

"W-well, last time we did, uh..."

"Right, you didn't exactly swim, did you?" A whimper in reply from Zarrel. "Well, if you change your mind, I'll be heading in that direction. Might be a good time for some swimming lessons, don't you think?"

"M-maybe." Another whine from Zarrel, lightly blushing at the thought of the previous time [Rex Overboard act 5 - All My Fault]. The lights slightly dimming a bit and getting the attention of a few, and specifically a grumble from Linet.

"I don't like the looks of that..."

"Linet-" Ryoko started, getting a louder grumble from her. "You're supposed to be resting, not working even more."

"I know, but-"

"It's just a little flicker, if it happens again-" The lights flickered again. "...If it happens a third time, then maybe. But you promised your father you wouldn't work tonight."

"It's true." Kindle added in, finishing up her onion rings and setting the plate down nearby. "It's bad juju to go back on your word in a haunted house with the lights flickering." The lynx's red eyes just stared at the fox's. "I read about it in a magazine-"

"You did not." The two chuckled at the banter. "It's just one little look, okay? Just going to find the fuse box and see if everything's fine and totally not a fire hazard."

"Alright, but after that, you're coming straight to the gym with me, got it?" Beo playfully ordered, expecting the snout toss from Linet. "Speaking of which, do you want to work out, Jinx~?" The metallic wyrm purred, getting the latex dinosaur to blush and nod as Beo led the way.

"Phew..." The brown panther took a breath, looking at the rainbow wyrm from across the room and got Dia's attention. "I'm unusually fatigued. I think I'll go find somewhere to rest for a little while." A nod from his partner as Ryoko went down a hallway, pausing when the lights flickered again. Causing the Lynx to grumble.

"I'm going to find that fusebox, see what's up." Linet snorted, hearing the fox chuckle in response.

"Can't leave it alone, huh?"

"I don't want to burn alive in this place, especially when nobody here can just 'will the fire away'. I'd rather be safe than sorry." The lynx grumbled, making a note of the map and leaving the lobby as if on a mission. Kindle moved in the presence of the brown Rex and giving his side a couple of taps.

"Feel like exploring, big guy?"

"S-sure, u-uh..."

"Kindle will do fine, bud. Let's bounce." She ignored the shy whimper that came out of the theropod when she mentioned 'bounce'. Following her regardless while everyone else wandered in different directions.

Scene 1

The hotel seemed so much larger on the inside, now that the blue noodle was wandering the hallways. Hoping that he didn't get lost going alone, but Loqe was paying attention to all the maps on the walls that he came across. Noticing some of them- and the wallpapers, were damaged. Not... Specifically from scratches, per say, but... Well, it reminded him of the damage to his own home when Zarrel got overinflated. To the point where the brown rex's gut was squeezing through the hallways, rubbing up against the paper and tearing it slightly in the process if something gave.

Gosh, that little game of hide and seek with the inflation-crazed dino made the smaller dragon heated. Finding himself a little too excited just thinking about it, stuck in what felt like an endless maze of hallways and rooms like this with someone hunting you. Risking to blow you up like a large balloon until you pop if they catch you. Making Loqe wonder if he can convince the others to play such a game later on to pass the time. It would be quite fun.

His cyan mane puffed out and the darker blue scales clicked in excitement, the thrill of the chase exciting Loqe just a little too much where he had to take a few breaths to calm down. Hearing the house creak a little from the winds outside... At least he thought it was the winds. Lights flickering a little more, and though it still excited the dragon... Something felt off.

Regardless, Loqe moved along, finding a large set of double doors that lead to a dark room. The light just above them was barely able to keep itself on as the eastern noodle slowly approached it. That feeling of something being off climbing, as if warning the blue one to be cautious. With one hand on the door handle he carefully opened it...

It was like standing on the edge of a bottomless pit. Sucking all light out of the room from the hallway as the dragon instinctively reached for his phone. Remembering they were told to leave it behind. That caution intensified as a near constant hum of something massive seemed to vibrate through the walls and floors. Giving the noodle fear in his chest as he carefully stepped inside and searched the walls blindly as the vocal got louder and louder-

Finding a light switch and giving it a flick with a loud snap, taking a moment for the front row to come alive and finally display safe grounds. One by one, each row within the large pool room lit up within the high ceiling, silencing that deep hum as if forcing it away. Several lights either blowing or burning out in the process as it seemed to struggle to bring them all on. Concerning, but there was definitely enough light to go swimming in the already set pool.

It was even deeper than he expected, especially for an old building like this. The waters looked clear and taken care of, the pool itself- though older looking, still looked quite recently cleaned. As did everything else: floors, walls, benches and even the high chair for the lifeguard to keep watch over. All the same brass fancy designs, just a little tarnished from age.

Lifeguard... He honestly forgot about that. But the dragon had gone swimming several dozen times alone, so it didn't bother him. So long as Loqe didn't do anything like risky dives or whatnot, things should be okay. However, he would have to do so in the nude, whereas there were no spare swimming trunks nearby... Not that he would really trust them anyway.

Undressing near one of the benches, taking his orange shirt off and black pants. Footwear and the like, it always excited the noodle a little to strip in a public place. Not ever shy about his form, no matter how much of a twink Loqe kinda looked like. Using his tail to test the temperature, and a little bit more on the warm side than expected. It must be getting heated somewheres, he thought, taking one last look in the waters before diving in with a little splash.

The temperature shock was still there, but nothing nearly that bad. Just a little rush and... Oddly a bit thicker than he was used to? Strange. But barely noticeable. Taking a few minutes to swim around the surface before diving down and swimming along the side walls in near spirals. The dragon could never actually fly like some other eastern ones could, so swimming was the closest thing Loqe could come to. Hypnotic in a way, coming up for air easily enough time and time again.

After around twelve minutes, the dragon was definitely used to it again. Swimming along the bottom with ease and rather graceful speeds. Occasionally going down to find a few things that may have been dropped out of pockets: spare change mostly, but the occasional ring or keepsake that's definitely seen better days. How long have they been down here? He thought, bringing them back up to the surface a little bit at a time, and creating a small pile of treasures outside the pool's edge.

But amidst swimming back down, something caught Loqe's attention with the light at the bottom of the pool. Almost as if... It was a set of eyes. Gazing upon the noodle swimming in the waters themselves. Once again, that caution returned, along with that near deafening hum that the blue dragon could feel through the waters! Causing Loqe to make for the ladder as the waters shifted around, trying to pull him back!

It likely would have succeeded too if the serpent-like scaly didn't move like a curling spring through the waters or sway like an eel. Making it to the ladder and climbing up against the heavier and heavier waters. Swearing he felt a grasp against the end of his tail before throwing himself onto the hard floor, dripping wet and panting. With no sign of such a creature or its hum.

Was it all in Loqe's head? Did he imagine the entire thing? If so, the noodle had his fill of swimming for the evening. Taking one last look at the waters to be sure nothing was lurking within them, only to hear a light fizzle out behind him. Grabbing the attention of those pink irises just long enough for the water to launch up and grab Loqe by the tail and ankles! Slipping him against the hard surface before dragging the dragon deep into the waters!

It was like trying to move in a pool made entirely of Jello, as the haunted liquid grappled the blue one from all sides. Gripping that tail and snout before feeling a rush of water start pressing into his body! Pumping up his rear and flowing down Loqe's throat as his middle began to expand around the strange grip, easing up as the noodle quickly inflated in pulses!

Swelling up that belly greatly like a water balloon before reaching out to his tail, thickening that appendage up to the point where it nearly fused with his entire body. But it wasn't enough for the waters as they continued to force more and more into the noodle. Plumping up all his limbs into thickened nubs, rounding out that once skinny butt to a pair of massive balloons. Even filling up Loqe's tool and pouch, making it overstretch wildly in the process.

In no time the dragon felt his belly touch the sloped flooring of the pool, as more and more of the water was transferred into his body. Feeling it expand larger and larger as his once small body struggled to contain a large pool's worth of water! His back began to bloat out, mixing into a large sphere with the rest of his body and tail. That snout sinking into his enlarging cheeks and bloated neck, hands and paws sinking into swollen bulges that were now his limbs. Loqe's form felt so absolutely stuffed as the waters around him drained to near completion. The last few swallows making a surreal stream up to his three entrances, struggling to squeeze that final dozen gallons of water into his body. Feeling it thin out more and more as all four walls of the pool were being felt and his body bounced from all the pulses. Adding even more pressure to his own walls as the dragon stretched and stretched and stretched...!

Scene 2

The large space was unusually quiet, the walls lined with rather old styles of workout machines and weights, with the only light on being a faint flickering one from the locker room/showers. Barely silhouetting a figure creeping around to one of the more popular used devices that had been left out in the open: a set of elastic 'Resistance Bands', several of them attached to a solid object in the middle, with the two ends having grip-holds.

But it was the rubber bands that were the focus. Carefully taking what appeared to be a small blade of sorts, the shadow then lightly shaved off just a little bit of the elastic before hearing the vocals and familiar pawsteps of someone approaching. Quickly sulking into the darkness once again just in time for the large doors to open and for the G-rex to turn on the main lights. Several of them having trouble staying lit as both Jinx and Beo studied them for a few seconds.

"Definitely unusual." Beo half mumbled, getting a noise in confirmation from his company. "But as I was saying, Thea doesn't quite have our strength in general, and especially when it comes to the diaphragm. So it's been difficult for him to swallow air tanks and attempt to break them while in his belly, but he's succeeded a few times with some weaker ones."

"It's a great start, that's for sure." Jinx purred as they looked over the typical workout options. Some quite old and nearly antique at this point. "How big did he get?"

"Only got his underside mostly to the ground. Didn't even immobilize him."

"Oh, the tanks were that small?"

"Yep. He couldn't get his jaws around even the mediums. I have the feeling his jabbers aren't broken like Dia's weren't, but after Dia's warnings about how much it hurt to break them, Thea hasn't let my paws near his muzzle." The Brass one chuckled.

"What were Jabbers again?"

"They're little... Locks made of a kind of cartilage, made to keep the jaw locked in place around the skull during development and aging. Usually they get broken when a wyrm upgrades to bigger hunts and such, but it's not super uncommon for some of the less aggressive ones to not have them break at all. It just allows the jaw to lower a lot more and not just open wide." Beo attempted to demonstrate; taking his own jaw by the back corners and pulling it straight down a ways. Opening his throat a lot in the process.

"I-I see." The latex dinosaur lightly blushed, getting the metallic wyrm to smirk at him.

"You're thinking about how big of an air tank I can fit in there, aren't you~?" Those gray eyes shifted shyly away from Beo's green peppered ones. Not expecting that muzzle to move down to the side of his black head and whisper. Instantly painting that boxy muzzle with blush at such an answer. "And you can imagine just how big that would make me~" A loud huff that actually caused the rubber rex to swell out a little bit, instantly making Beo chuckle. "Alright, let's not get you too excited here, Jinx."

"R-right." The dino took a breath, trying to calm himself as he double taked at something. "Is... Is that?" A curious deep purr left that large plated throat as the two walked over and studied the Resistance Band.

"No way." Beo chuckled. "I remember this old thing, but it does look different." The brass one picked it up and looked it over. "Maybe one of Linet's prototypes?"

"It really does look different from the one I designed. Was she working on her own version? How did it get here?"

"I asked her a long time ago. Never thought I'd see the day where she would finish it." Beo smirked deviously at the black latex rex. "Want to try it out~?"

"I mean, it's obviously a trap."

"It's a gift, Jinx. And we both know you want to~" The brass wyrm purred. Finding a dial on it and just setting it to a 1/10. "Just to start us off. Lowest setting, ten reps each. Then we'll stop." That green sultry stare only made Jinx swell a little bit more just thinking about it before finally giving a nod. "I'll go first, for your pleasure~"

A faint whimper from the rex as the brass one adjusted his feral self to sit down. Taking both grips of the bands and playing around with it in a little tease before giving it an honest and impressive stretch outwards. Hearing the elastics groan from the might of the brass beast as it stretched against his stout chest in the process, those already large arm and shoulder muscles bulging out before suddenly doubling in size! The strange power echoing through the rest of the wyrm's body as abs and pecs started to bulge within his plated scales, those wing branches thickening up, and those leg muscles inflated. All from a single use as Beo retracted his arms and looked at the device with a smile. "A little bit of a delay on this one, but still works all the same."

Only to immediately chuckle as Beo looked at Jinx; the latex dinosaur nearly nosebleeding at such a sight. "A-again."

"You suuuure you don't want to try it out first~?" The brass one teased him, loving the energetic nod and slight swelling of every breath the black one took. "Alright, one more. Then you're getting two as well." That brass snout nudged the rex's arm before stepping back and doing another slow rep. Causing those biceps and tris to swell greatly along with the rest of his forearms. Deltoids rounding out like large over-inflated bellows before feeding the rest of the dragon’s form. Creating a rock-climbing wall of abs on that metallic plated belly all the way down to that sculpted rear and hind legs. Finally finishing off by thickening up that long brass tail, flexing with a sideways curl as the behemoth posed. Really showing off those back muscles and the ones around his neck.

A thick hissing sound was heard as the dragon double taked at Jinx, now noticing just how round he's gotten from blushing so much. Making Beo chuckle before handing the black one the bands. "Your turn~" The brass beast purred, getting an eager nod as the rex took hold of the restraining elastics and stretched them surprisingly wide. Bulging those arm muscles greatly, and while it didn't reshape that now swollen gut, it did create the baseline for his abs to swell up and expand. Like the wyrm's enhancements, it did flow down the latex dinosaur's form and shaped those hindquarters nice and tight, so well the dragon couldn't resist but place his forepaws on them. Claws lightly lining the curved yet firm latex as Jinx blushed more. "Another~" Beo commanded, getting a nod in response.

A much stronger pull on the device had a much greater impact on the voluptuous theropod as once more those muscles bulged along his form with ease. Biceps and tris inflating dramatically along with Jinx's arms and hands. Shoulders growing into large detailed spheres before flowing into that chest and creating more bloated pectorals. That gut still round, but now looking like they were hiding metal plates underneath the glossy black walls as they flowed down in pairs. His back no longer a steady sea of dark, but instead a landscape of hills and valleys.

Then came the rear, inflating in Beo's grasp as it flowed into that thick black tail. Hearing the wyrm behind him purr loudly as that swelling thick appendage attempted to shove the heavy brass one out of the way. Only making the dragon more lustful for the change as he reached forwards and pulled the black back into his metallic chest. Taking hold of the straps over Jinx's hands and sharing a caring smooch with that boxy dino snout as they started pulling it together.

The effects were divided, but the rush of growth was still there. Jinx feeling the thick abs and plated pecs press against his back, those Herculean brass arms wrapping around him in a tight embrace at the downpoint of every exercise. Making the two more and more excited as Beo's muzzle continued to tease the blushing rex's head with little smooches, licks, and very gentle bites.

While the wyrm had his own benefits to such a position; that large smooth body growing much much denser as it pressed into the dragon's multi-tonne form. Flexible enough to start bloating around the brass one as Jinx inflated- not only from the device they shared, but from blushing so much. Not to mention a certain prodding being felt between certain swollen orbs and underneath a thick tail, huffing just too much to stop as they pulled and pulled. Each rep bulking up both their forms larger and larger as they blushed, pulling again and again and again-

Until the bands suddenly snapped under their strength! Breaking the mood a little as the two stared at it... Then they started feeling their bodies inflate more! Their muscles steadily swelling up in the same format; bloating up every muscle in their bodies as if they were thick balloons. Every bulge they had expanding all at once and filling them not just with air, but with ecstacy. Making the two huff as they felt their forms grow bigger and bigger within the gym.

Too big, honestly, as they started to make contact with the ceilings. Almost looking at each other in panic as Beo and Jinx both knew there was no way they were going to squeeze through the doorways now. Their bodies still bulking up into a series of bloated muscles, taking up more and more space as they grew more and more taut. "It's not stopping!" Beo growled, still blushing as he was forced to lay down in order to even squeeze inbetween the ceiling and floor.

"It's got to at some point, right!?" Jinx not fairing much better, his form much more flexible than the metallic scales and easily morphing around many of the objects. However, with his body firming up he could feel it growing much much tighter! The two blowing up like over-inflated balloons as their bodies began fighting for space, rubbing up against one another as they squeaked and groaned. A bassy hissing still coming from their core as their walls thinned and thinned against the neigh indestructible room. Beo's hind paw lightly squeezing out into the hallway for some relief, while Jinx's tail bloated into the locker room. Each counting down their precious seconds until they-!

Scene 3

The growls of the wyrm's stomach nearly echoed through the halls as the dark blue one whimpered. "It's gotta be around here somewheres..." He grumbled, barely glancing at a map that vaguely told Thea where he was. Spotting the kitchen around somewhere near him through the twists and turns of the mansion. Seeing plenty of signs but had difficulty reading them due to the flickering lights... And also wearing the letters were jumbled.

Then his snout caught something, the scent of baked goods! Narrowing them down with a few deep sniffs before bolting in the direction of a set of double doors, slamming into their unlocked state before stumbling into the kitchen. Spotting lots of goods and meals already prepared and left out to be served. "Oh, thank all dragon kind!" The blue one tore off a turkey leg and instantly started chowing down on it, bone and all. Anything to satisfy his stomach from it's hunger pains.

After finally having something in his belly, Thea could finally think clearly enough to grab a large plate. More like a platter, and just load it up with many many dishes. A full turkey dinner with stuffing and mashed potatoes, cranberry sauce, breads and gravy. Leaving just enough room for several desserts like cupcakes, pies, and a variety of fudges. His maw nearly watering at such a sight as he started to carry it to what appeared to be a dining area, nearly causing something to slip in the process.

However, there was a nearby cart of sorts, placing it on that and just wheeling it out made the feral wyrm feel silly, but Thea was too hungry to care. Finding a table, transferring the large platter to it, and absolutely digging in for several minutes straight. To the point where he didn't even realize that a pair of eyes were staring at him, double taking at the curious now-yellow wyrm who just entered the room from the hallway. Snorting at that look before swallowing loudly. "I'm very hungry."

"I'll say." Dia chuckled, walking up and just looking at what the blue one grabbed. "They don't look too bad, honestly."

"Better than expected, but I think at this point I'm spoiled between you and Beo's cooking." Thea grumbled, needing to stop and just rest on his haunches, now with a large rounded belly that was lifting the table slightly. "I think I overdid it."

"Just a little." Dia very lightly whimpered, his scales turning a deep purple as those blue eyes stared at the roundness. The darker dragon looking back and forth between him and his belly, half grumbling in a snout toss. "I-I'm okay."

"You want to touch it, don't you." A whine in admission along with a nod, making Thea roll his eyes a little and waddle backwards. Dragging that bloated gut with him for the trotting rainbow wyrm to paw at firmly, that belly folding around and inbetween each digit ever so slightly as Thea panted. Then half grunted, puzzling the now yellow dragon. "Something... Feels off."

"You ate your body weight in food, I can only imagine it wouldn't settle well."

"I mean, I still feel... Hungry?" Those frilled ears perked as Dia tilted his head, then looked at the food while Thea stared at him for an explanation. Causing a silence for a moment before the yellow dragon's gaze returned- then instantly double taked. Cuing a blank stare from both of them as Thea gestured to go on. "-Right! Powers are disabled, you don't know the answers to everything."

"T-that's not what happens." Dia whimpered shyly as that belly began to gurgle. "It's just this... Vision thing that I can turn on and off, allowing me to see information." A whine this time from the blue dragon as a strange pressure was being felt gathering in his middle. Causing it to round outwards more like it was being filled up with air. "U-uh oh."

"W-what!? Kindle said the food was safe!" Thea yelped in a panic as he attempted to squeeze and hold his underside down, only irritating it into expanding around his limbs more while Dia joined in to help.

"M-maybe the onion rings were safe-?"

"Of course!" The blue one hissed sarcastically. "Damn biased kitchen-!" A heavy bloat pried the two apart and divided them with a large wall of dark blue belly. Barely getting their snouts over it to talk as it morphed around them. Causing the two to squeeze it tightly. "I-it's gotta be done soon, right!? I-I didn't eat that much...!"

"I-" Dia started to speak but got interrupted when Thea's underside heavily expanded, nearly reaching 5x the dragon's size while knocking over the nearby table that had food on it. Making the blue one whimper at the sudden tautness, while the rainbow one turned a bright red at the sheer size and shape. "I think it disagrees-!"

A sudden inflation of that lower belly between Thea's legs lifted the dark blue wyrm up and rolled him forwards, rolling over Dia as the two yelped in panic (for different reasons). More shifts and gurgles from the scaled balloon as it pulsed larger in rapid bursts, colliding and shoving many of the tables and chairs in its wake. Thea whined at the bliss of stretching so large as he felt his rear and tail begin to tingle. "N-no no, don't you do it either-!" He hissed, instantly getting defied as his rear blew up into supersized exercise balls and his tail thickening up over a dozen times in size! As if all that 'gained weight' was packed into those areas.

Underneath the blue belly, Dia struggled to at least get out while trying not to get too turned on. Pawing at the belly trying to turn himself around, but every disturb seemed to increase the size of that gut! "H-hey! Hey!!" The blue one hissed, thinking he recognized a pattern. "Dia, Stop! I-I think you're making-!" A bigger jolt in size followed by several smaller ones, occasionally bloating up the dragon's back end and tail in the process. "D-Dia! Prodding it is only-!" A sudden deep press into that underside was felt as if the rainbow wyrm was trying to lift Thea off of him- and half succeeding too as a heavy pressure began to build up... Up... Up!

But as soon as Dia stopped that gut fell back on top of him with a heavy flop and blew up outwards in all directions! Rapidly inflating like a large airbag, slamming into every wall while crushing the dining room's occupied objects against the walls or floors! Ramming against doors and blowing them wide open- Locked or not! Slamming Thea's body into the ceiling, which caused another disturbance: a heavy pressure building in the core of his belly. The dragon already felt so tight as he whimpered and whimpered. Feeling it grow and grow and grow until-!

[Intermission]

"This place is like a damn maze." The white tirix grumbled, looking at the map with her black escort. "Did we even turn that many corners?"

"I swear whoever designed this was interested less about accuracy and more about impressing people with how big the building is." Rixxix looked up and down the hall they were in, only really spotting a series of bedroom doors and necessities. "But it looks like we're still in the right direction."

"We better be... I've never been good at mazes." The lynx snorted, continuing to move on.

"What are you planning to do when you get there? It's not like you brought any tools or anything with you." The black one caught up, suddenly stopping when she did and stared at him blankly. Making the male spade his ears. "...You broke your own rule, didn't you-"

"Safety is important!" Linet tossed her muzzle.

"And you should also know that this place isn't actually dangerous, because it's already been checked out- including the electrical work." Rixxix grumbled back, soon spotting the lights flicker and getting their attention. "They're probably doing that on purpose, rather than it being a faulty connection."

"That's not right though. I looked at this place up and down before we got into it." An unimpressed look from the black one. "...Okay, I looked at the ARZ's [Alternate Reality Zone] code-"

"Again?" He barely asked.

"I just wanted to make sure that everything was safe because people miss stuff! And then create possible trauma experiences, I don't want-"

"We all agreed to have a contest in a 'Haunted House' this year. If anything, they kinda signed up for trauma, that's half the point. To willingly put yourself into uncomfortable situations to induce fear in hopes that people will bail out before the night is through."

"There's more to it though-"

"Because you spoiled yourself with it by looking behind the curtain." A little growl from the white one as she started walking, while Rixxix continued. "What's this really about? Beo asking you on another Muscle Inflation date? Somebody wanting to see you giant again? Prying you from your work-"

"I'm always busy, everyone knows that-"

"And you never give yourself a break, hence we get out the burlap sack in order to get you into one of these things." Another slow to a stop as the lynx faced away from him. "You were fine with all the other little games and things we've done while never acting like this before, what changed? Why here?"

"...I don't like the dark." Rixxix sucked in a breath to reply, but instantly stopped himself. Releasing said breath quietly before shuffling towards the white one and pulling Linet in for a hug.

"...Sorry." A nod was felt as they took a moment of silence. "Sometimes I forget how much it bothers you, since your experience in the long dark was much different than mine." The two took a breath and the lights flickered again. "Let's get these things fixed then. Even if it's only for a few hours- but let's try to use the tools here. Not the stuff you brought." Linet shifted around to hold the black male tightly for a few minutes and nodded. "What will we need? If you don't mind splitting up."

"I'll manage. We'll need a screwdriver, pliers, maybe some wire cutters, and electric tape."

"That's the black one, right?" Rixxix double checked.

"Usually is, yes." She pointed forwards to another map ahead. "If I had to guess, there's a maintenance room around here somewhere. If that fails, maybe there's something in the garden? Some tool shed or something."

"Great." The male grumbled, getting an odd look from Linet for a moment. "I'm not a big fan of plants or gardens. You watch, what I'm looking for will be in a hedge maze." The white tirix chuckled at him and they shared a quick nuzzle.

"Stay out of trouble when you're exploring."

"And you find the source of the problem. I'll find you after, starting with one of these two areas-" He started pointing at the map.

"And this one." Rixxix's gaze narrowed at her. "I dunno why, but I just got a feeling about this area."

"Fine, these three areas."

"And this one-"

"That's the front exit."

"I know. And that's where you'll find me if the power goes completely out. I'd rather take my chances outside." She joked, making the male smirk and shake his head. Sharing another nuzzle before parting ways. But as she passed the next hallway 'T' junction, Linet spotted something orange and round at the very end of the hallway. To the point where she double taked and took a step back to look down the hall again.

Nothing. She swore there was something there, just... Like an inflated balloon around the far far corner. A very bad feeling rushed over her that caused the tirix's black-spotted coat to puff up and she continued down. The sooner she could fix the damn power and find a safe spot to bunker down, the better.

Scene 4

The large bear walked the halls on his own, well aside from the small mimicking plushy riding on his back. Looking around the areas, inside doorways and maps to find just anything to do to pass the time. Being stuck here all night without much wasn't the most appealing idea, and he began to think that maybe Ryoko had the right one: Sleep.

Buuuut knowing the furball's luck, something would get him in his heavy slumber. Coming across the map again to give it yet another look-through: swimming came to mind, but not right now. Kitchen? He wasn't very hungry, maybe later. A walk through the outdoor gardens? Not this late at night. That's just asking to be snatched out of bounds by something. A giant bat maybe.

Maybe Bartan should just settle down at the lounge with a good book. Finding a study nearby and gave it a shrug, it wouldn't hurt to take a look. As the large furball moved, those four ears perked up, swearing he heard something... Burst? Far back the way he came...

He was imagining things. That, or Dia found a balloon room. Er, ballroom? Whatever, something along those lines. Opening the door to the study and finding it rather spacious. Illuminated by half a fireplace coming from an adjacent room, barred off from the flames but able to leech off some of its warmth. A very large chaise lounge (a type of long chair/couch mix, often used to lay down on) in the room, perfect for the furball's size. To the point where Bartan moved to it and placed down his smaller stuffed self onto it for now.

He felt some strange connection to the plushy, one that kinda made him feel fuzzy inside. Not that it reminded him of Rev [not present] or his own cub, but something told him to protect it. Either way, two things down: a comfortable spot and some light. Now he just needed the reading material.

As luck would have it, in the far side of the room was a few bookcases. However, very old looking student desks were piled in front of it. Making Bartan grumble as he looked for an easier way to access the books. Causing him to wonder why such things were here, but the place did look a bit rushed together. As if there were student classes here on occasion back when the hotel was in use, and they just shoved everything to the side for the evening. Piling the large desks on top of one another with all the chairs stacked elsewhere. Two rows, but maybe... Maybe Bartan could squeeze inbetween the legs of the desk? Not the ones on the ground, his back wasn't good enough for something like that, but the first layer.

Worst that could happen is that he pulled out suddenly and caused everything to crash down. Whatever, they were warned that the furball was clumsy. Leaning over the first desk and underneath the legs of the one resting on it from above, Bartan attempted to squeeze himself inside. His white fluff brushing across so many of the leggings and smooth surfaces of the polished wood, giving him warnings of a small area where his body really shouldn't be. Especially if he was prone to getting stuck in said small areas, but he could almost reach the books on the shelf.

A shuffle closer for some extra reach nearly worked, causing his dull claws to nearly scratch the spine of the books. Not really caring at this point what it was, getting him to grumble as he felt more and more uncomfortable in the tight space. Causing his fluff to puff out, but he was almost there. Just an inch more, and he could slide his way out. Another claw attempt at the book got it to lightly catch, only to slide further in when he tried to swipe at it.

Releasing a growl and squeezing as close as he could to the frontmost desk, not realizing that something was lurking directly underneath them from the floor and slowly approaching those hind leg. A plump sheath and furballs on full display to them as the bear just tried attempt after attempt at getting a book. Completely unaware of the shadowed arms bringing up some hose from the darkness...

Bartan's claw snagged on a book as he finally got it to latch onto something! Then trying to pull it out- only for the far upper corner to be trapped within the bookshelf. Growling again before suddenly feeling something thick attach to his fluffy protection from below! Making him yelp loudly as a thick pressure was felt, inflating the sheath with some warm fluid before feeling it slip into his balls! Stunning the bear with a sudden burst of pleasure as he felt that pouch of his thicken and grow between his legs.

Eventually forcing his body to take a step back and withdraw- but his claw was still caught on the stuck book! And the hose's slack moved with his step, only giving that pouch more room to expand as it was filled in heavy pulses. Gladly drinking up the addictive warm as the stuck furball they belonged to huffed heavily. A deep blush covering his ears and snout as that fluffy pouch bloated around his hind legs.

Soon making contact with the ground and crawling outwards to make room, being filled up like a water balloon. Feeling tighter and tighter as they started to groan, causing that large snout to make its way around the jungle of metal bars (desk legs) to look behind. Soon spotting the curved package grow far beyond his own fluffy hips, to the point where it was beginning to lift up his back end!

Another struggle with the book as Bartan could feel his balls growing very taut, knowing he wouldn't be able to keep this up for much longer due to the contest's limitations! Be it freeing the book, releasing his claw from the binds, or ripping the old spine from the hardcover- he didn't care which! He just needed to get access to that hose in order to stop it from inflating the bear!

Pulse after pulse sent waves of pleasure through him, sending Bartan howling as his pouch was approaching three times his own body's size! Groaning heavily at the immense feeding as near audible gulps were sent into it. Feeling his own orgasm approaching, and if it did, it would just backblast directly into his own package, leading to his own loss! With one last straining whimper as he felt close to the edge-!

Then some pawing at the side of his engorged pouch? Along with some struggling along the floor as Bartan yelped in surprise! Some growling heard as the hose was being tugged on, trying to pry it off the bear's white sheath before eventually just hearing someone bite it and break the pressure! Causing the hose to leak out and lose its seal, disconnecting from the protection and saving Bartan's balls from exploding as the bear huffed loudly in relief. "Good lord, I leave you alone for ten minutes and this is what happens?"

"R-Rixxix-?" A loud 'dong' was heard when Bartan attempted to look in his direction, only to swat his muzzle on a bar and whimper loudly.

"What are you doing?"

"I... I was trying to reach for a book and I got stuck." Half a grumble from the black one was heard as the bear struggled once again with his snared claw. Eventually getting it and crawling backwards- into the giant sized beanbag chair that was his pouch. Feeling the black tirix help him with balance as Bartan growled loudly at the pleasure it gave him, easily becoming erect now that the pressure was released. "T-then something... I dunno."

"Came out from underneath-?" A couple of sniffs even got the bear curious as they looked down at his leaking red member. Spotting a green substance leaking out of the tip and protection, as well as the thick scent of... "Is that...?"

"Pumpkin Spice? Thea's release?" Bartan took a taste test, getting an unimpressed glare from the panther from those red eyes. Making the white one double take.

"...Really? Haven't you ever heard of Don't You Put It In Your Maw?"

"Y-yes, but it is definitely his."

"So, what? Did he do this to you?" The two took a moment to look under the desks. "Nope, no way he fit down there."

"Not even a trap door...? At least from what I can see." The two looked at each other again. "So, does that mean this place is haunted?"

"I wouldn't put it past it, honestly." Rixxix grumbled, nearly interrupted by the heavy churning of those fluffballs, as well as the huff from Bartan.

"W-well, thank you for the rescue, but I don't suppose you can help me with this?"

"And turn me into a blimp the size of this entire hotel? Not this time." The panther snorted, hearing the bear whimper- more out of the shyness of such a thought.

"It's just hard for me to stroke myself off." Bartan shyly admitted.

"And you can't quite fit through doorways at the moment." The black one sighed heavily. "Look, I gotta find some tools for Linet to fix the lights. If I get done with that then I'll come back to help you. But in the meantime, just try to either do yourself or-"

"D-do it myself?" The bear attempted to correct him.

"-OR wait for someone to come by. I'm sure Dia's around somewhere, and I'll send someone your way if I run into them." An exhale from the bear but a nod very soon, feeling his smaller black self get pulled up for a hug by Bartan and nearly sinking into that fluff. "...Damn you're soft." Rixxix grumbled, getting a chuckle as the furball leaned back, resting on his huge pouch as it groaned. "I'm starting to see why you like them so damn big."

"I-it feels really nice." The shy white one whimpered.

"Be that as it may, it has waaaaay too many inconveniences to be carrying around. Just ask Kayla."

"D-definitely." Another whine as the black one tapped those bloated balls gently.

"Okay, let go and stay out of trouble, Bartan. Understood?" A nod from the bear. "I want to win this, and it'll be better if we both make it through the night. No more stupid risks, no more stupid decisions." Another nod as the tirix jumped off and left through the doorway.

"T-thanks again." Bartan called, then sighed to himself. Resting on the massive pouch didn't help the frisky thoughts as he shifted about attempting to get back up. Starting to send those waves of pleasure through his body and that twitching rod, aching for some relief.

But what could he do? Reaching down to stroke himself off a little to at least feed the need, still not quite feeling right for his feral self. If only he had something to mount, looking around the room for something that could work. Desks? Too hard. Chairs to said desk, same issue, and odds are they would collapse under his own weight. That lounge chair? Maybe, it was a good height, but it alone would prove difficult. That plushie?

Do Yourself.

Rixxix's verbal mistake echoed through the white bear's head as that tool of his twitched with excitement. Staring at those silly buttoned eyes who only gazed at him back, making Bartan huff more and more as the thought bounced around in his head. To the point where he dragged himself closer to the doll and picked it up. Looking at the bear with a goofy smile, almost as if it was happy to play with the larger one.

Bartan looked around to detect anyone else, but nothing was heard or seen. Then he looked around the back end of the toy and spotted a slit under the tail, instantly making him whimper and flaring his chest with desire. Giving it a little poke and pushing a digit through... It would be a little tight, but it was some kind of relief.

"S-sorry little guy." The fluffy bear whined. "B-but I really need your help." He spread those stuffed legs apart and lowered it down to his own tip. Giving it a few prods and waiting to see if he-himself felt anything, having dealt with 'voodoo dolls/balloons' in the past. But nothing. It seemed safe, so he slid his entire flare inside the plushie.

It was... Surprisingly soft and roomy. Inviting even, as the male huffed loudly. Sliding the doll up and down his shaft, letting it stroke the entire outside walls of his flesh- something he struggled to do without help. Taking no time at all before jobs of thick green mixed with a syrupy orange began piling into the plush and leaking out of the slit.

Unsure of the concept at first, but it was going to work. Quite well, perhaps, as Bartan adjusted both himself and the chair. Laying the plushie with his rod shafted into it on the firm cushion while his body 'mounted it' the best Bartan could. Frotting on the chair while that doll stroked his entire length, the whole thing was working out quite well. Would it be better with another person? Definitely, but not a bad plan, surprisingly.

There was still even a chance that Bartan could save the plushy too, all he needed to do was reach a climax and take it off before the flood. Gearing his body up and ramming that rod into that small soft rear, starting to brace the chair itself quite hard as the beast thrusted and thrusted. Pouring out torrents of preseed as his body quickly raced towards the finish, causing 95% of it to leak it out onto the chair and flooring. The bear just needed to drain that pouch enough to fit through doors, that was it. Even if it took a couple of sessions with the stuffed toy.

The motions were hypnotic, swearing it was feeling better and better the more Bartan went on. So much so that he lost track of his feelings and own signs, that his knot began to form at his hilt. Then into the plushie's slit, swelling up enough to get locked inside far after the bear noticed it and pushed himself back up to access it. His body pretty much past the point of no return as he tried to save the toy by pulling it off, but only ended up tugging at his bulge. Stimulating him more and more, oh well. He tried, and well, the plushie Bartan would have a glorious end as his vocals sped up. Huffs and growls, straining muscles and loud churns. One big release and the furball would be free!

The first big torrent fattened that toy up greatly, nearly cheering at the larger one as his tongue lolled off the side of his muzzle. Looking down at the swelling toy- only for a strange shimmer to be seen in those buttoned eyes? Then a pressure within Bartan's own middle! Instantly cursing as he struggled to pull the toy off while his own belly began to bloat out! The damn thing was voodoo or something! Tugging at the filling doll was like trying to grapple a water balloon as his own gut attempted to pry Bartan's limbs and head away, forcing him to lose grip as his red weapon filled the plushie more and more and more-!

Then slip out of his grasp! Instantly replaced by the sudden expansion of his underside as the bear whimpered in pleasure and fear. Unable to stop himself from cumming into the doll while his own body inflated rapidly! His hind legs parting with the floor as his white belly lifted him up, stretching outwards in all directions. Able to feel the plushie swell and swell between his giant balls and now larger middle as it rounded out heavily. Occupying more and more space within the large study/classroom; crawling over the chaise lounge until the legs snapped and he felt it give. Pressing up against the large wall near the fireplace, at least safe from the flames.

Up against some of the desks as they groaned from the belly morphing around them. Reaching the far wall where the door was lightly opened, closed to a shut but bending under the crushing weight of the growing bear. His limbs started to bloat out, tail and rear getting thicker and rounder. Cheeks swelling up as he could taste that pumpkin spice of the Blue Dragon's. Then the far wall as the pressure increased, increased, increased-!

Only for a wet splat to be felt and some of that relief around his rocket, still spraying like a firehose! The doll had burst, but Bartan was still inflating! Growing and growing as his back started to round out, easily making contact with the ceiling. A jerk of relief when the door suddenly broke down and some of that fluffy belly attempted to escape into the hallway! A big wall of swelling plush stretching and stretching...! Vibrating heavily until one sudden large pulse-!

Scene 5

The setting sunlight was eventually replaced by the moon's own glow, now creeping into the dark bedroom where the brown tirix was resting alone. The window creaking open from the gentle breeze omitted a squeaky creek, but did not awaken Ryoko from his slumber; resting on top of the covers where he was once sunbathing.

But along with the moonlight was a radiating pulse of cyan in the corner of the room. Resting on many of the antique furniture rested an old box that housed such light, nearly fueled by the very night but locked by a single latch. Unable to escape as the panther rested safely. Not even the creek of the door opening up got the attention of those brown ears as a shadowy figure strayed from the moon's gaze.

Quietly it made its way to the box, a single digit underneath the worn latch and all it took was a tiny bit of help for it to give and the locking bar to pop off. Quickly withdrawing without a sound, save for the closing door, accidentally shutting it too fast with the aid of the open window. Making Ryoko grunt a little, but not fully disturbed.

The glow within the chest grew and grew, until eventually prying open the lid where the strange light branched out like growing vines of magic. Translucent and aiming for the sounds of deep breaths, unphased by the breeze outside and coming in. Creeping closer and closer to the tirix's body as it began to branch off and take form; that of autonomous paws. Hands akin to the panther's very own; able to have a posable digit close to a thumb as it approached the helpless creature-!

Only making contact with Ryoko's fur; a growing winter coat that flexed with the strange warmth of such paws. Stroking him gently as another engaged; one on his side, the other near his neck. One along his chest, belly, and back of the head. All just petting and showing affection to the cougar as he began to purr. Loudly, and his body flexed in response. That flaming tail fluttered against the bed as those paws continued to explore, digging into his fur with more strength, studying his hind paws as they were lifted, only to discover more treasures.

One large shift in his body and Ryoko began to awaken, caught in a sea of wonderful strokes with a near-drunk smile over his face... Only to eventually count the several and not recognize any of them! His eyes opened wide to a large mirror on the wall and spotted the many lights through it. Half a dozen limbs, all separated from one another digging into his body- but not harming it. Just giving the panther a... Wonderful amount of pets that enthralled him.

"W-well, this is... Unexpected." Ryoko panted and huffed at the attention, finding himself lost in it as more appendages formed. Going for lower areas that he could witness from the reflection, making the panther blush as his pouch was gently cupped and studied while that sheath of his swelled up. The red tip finally peeking out from all the attention, lightly brushing up against the paw rubbing his belly.

The tirix had many experiences with spirits of all kinds, but none that were this... Curious. Caught under the spell of their magnificent touch, as one newly formed hand came to explore his sheath. Unable to stop himself from halting it as it gently greeted the panther's pointed member. Rubbing it with its palm-pad, encouraging the flesh to slip out of its protection as the other hands stroked harder.

"I... Never knew they-ah! Could feel so warm..." He couldn't help but start releasing faint moans from all the attention, making his tail flutter as a few more hands came around. Toying with his flexing toes, rolling the tirix onto his back in the bed as they stroked his muzzle, jaw, and neck fluff. One soon discovering Ryoko's tail-chamber and giving it a few prods with a digit, pushing quite the blissful reaction out of the panther. "C-curious ones, aren't you? I-I don't mind, but-oh...! Oh that feels good..." Watching the floating appendage through hazy eyes as it transformed itself away from a paw and into... An eggplant? No, a canid tool!

Shock may have painted the tirix's expression, but his heart fluttered with excitement as those hind legs were spread apart. "I-if you like, y-yes." Those plump balls lifted up by the aid of those massaging them, and allowing that tip to follow the wagging tail up to its connection to the rear. Finding the cave entrance once more within the fluff as the spearhead pressed in. Making Ryoko quietly howl in a heavy whimper while his own jolted in reflex. "A-ah...!"

That flare spread him open with an odd warmth, easily detecting the dense rod prod inside as it glowed. Somehow keeping its shape regardless of the panther's squeezes and reflexes. Guiding itself inside the tirix with patience as the other hands tended to him. Stroking that underjaw and chin, occasionally up around Ryoko's muzzle. A pair working on his shoulders and chest, really digging into that caller area. Some stroking his biceps and fores while taking care of those forepaws.

Strokes along his belly and sides, raking fissures within the fluff in a makeshift comb and circling around his hips. Occasionally meeting up with the pair attending to those hind paws. All contributing to the erect red spire getting stroked off tenderly by a separate hand while two others caress those brown orbs. All of them doing perhaps a little too good of a job as the panther's tip was leaking a little more with every stroke, finding himself getting rocked on the bed as the hands and that rod moved with one another.

"T-talented bunch, aren't you?" The panther half whined before a blissful whimper, attempting to hold himself back but that rod slid deep inside his rear. Causing him to lean forwards against the brace as his own tool erupted in a large stream of wet across his fluffy chest. Both the ones working on his underside, and that paw attending his weapon seemed to reach for it. Watching the ghostly appendages... Absorb the tirix's pre?

It wasn't anything special, and it's not something that was new to the panther as well. Just, usually done by more corporeal beings, not ghostly limbs having their fun with a resting cougar. Ryoko's tongue lolling out as they stroked, rubbed, and thrusted into the brown body. Struggling to keep himself quiet as the appendages got stronger and the glowing rod ventured deeper. Very soon finding that sweet spot that began making the poor panther leak profusely, batting against his will to hold back before pushing him over the edge.

A white rope erupted from that swaying red flesh as the tirix came, landing on himself, the bedding, and a little bit of the wall before many appendages went after it and the source. The others attempting to hold his jerking body still while that canid tool hammered into his tailpipe, rushing his body to invoke a second orgasm on top of the first! Feeding the floating limbs as he noticed the ones absorbing getting surprisingly plump, almost too much before swapping out with others.

Meanwhile, that ghostly member continued its activity, driving itself in and out of Ryoko's tailhole. Deeper and faster paced, leaving the panther in a huffing mess as he continued to leak out more of his release for the others. Too busy with another climax to really notice the appendages begin to move in key positions along one side of his body, rolling the cougar to his feet. Shoulders down and hindquarters up in the air, too lost in the pleasure to notice one of the ghostly paws fusing with that ghastly tool. Making it larger and creating a forming bulge at its base, one that caused the panther to whine in question.

Ryoko attempts to rise up but was met with some resisting pets along his shoulders and the back of his neck. Barely spotting another fusion in the mirror before feeling the tool nearly double in size inside him! "W-wait- ah!" Rippling with the warm of pleasure against his sweetest inner spot as another fusion took place. The ghostly rod dove into his presented rear and its knot pulsed greatly inside the tirix, tying itself to the cougar as he came a fourth time. "D-damn that's tight...!"

His vision blurred with such an intense release, but the glows in the mirror were easily followed; gathering behind where that tool was buried while many of the others feed from the brown one's milk. Fusing together once more into a pouch, much like his very own and against his very own too... Only to grow larger in pulses. Bigger and bigger as more fused together and reason came back into control of the tirix's mind. "O-oh... Oh no." A ghastly pouch that easily touched down to the bed and spread out, sending a bit of fear in Ryoko's chest as he attempted to escape again.

But those damn hands pinned him down with otherworldly strength, and that rod lifted up his backside a little! "Wait-wait-!" Really testing how well its knot was holding before pouring loads of glowing juices into Ryoko's belly. Easily causing that light to be seen through his coat as his underside rounded out, touching the bedding in a matter of a few torrents. Pumping the panther full of ethereal cum and filling up that belly to the point where his hind legs had no chance of touching the ground!

The paws along his shoulders released, allowing the brown one to get up and attempt to move- but to no avail. Only helplessly watching them retreat and fuse into the massive closet-sized glowing balls behind Ryoko! Making him whimper just before another heavy torrent was pumped into him, expanding that belly of his to the far corners of the bed. Hearing the frame creak heavily before collapsing under his new weight. The next filling up his chest as it pressed against the headboard of the bed, lifting his chin and forepaws up as he desperately attempted to hold it back.

A heavy flood nearly doubled his body's entire volume as the panther's form groaned loudly. Clawing into that tum as that underside turned into a glowing orb as it spread outwards in all directions within the room. Now having no hope of fitting inside a doorway, let alone through a window. Another heavy torrent made his belly feel quite tight before detecting it swelling up his brown limbs! Arms and shoulders bubbling out a little, rear and hind paws plumping up by a lot! His tail filling up like a long balloon, even touching the ceiling as the tirix pulsed larger and larger.

But with one more filling... The pressure came to a halt. It was still there, but it wasn't adding more to the glowing panther anymore. Ryoko attempted to look back, but wasn't really able to see much. Only the strange pulsing glow of that cyan light, the warmth of it sloshing inside him as his belly pressed up against all four walls of the room. Hanging a little bit out of the window sill, and up against the door, but he was still in one piece. Maybe he could still win if he didn't grow anymore.

...Only for that warmth to return in a near shimmer, as if one of the ghosts fused inside Ryoko! Feeling that pressure to begin to increase as his form once again started to expand! A little more as each one began to follow suit, with a few keeping a thick tie still in his rear end. With steady pulses the tirix felt his body grow larger and larger, with that belly taking up most of the brunt. Pulsing a little into the other parts of his form; rear, tail, limbs and paws swelling out more and more.

In no time, Ryoko began pressing up against the ceiling and its lights. His back morphing around the old style as his body filled up every upper corner of the room. Leaving the only slack left to be the bubble hanging out the window. But the wisps desired the panther to be bigger! Pressing harder and harder as that glowing balloon stretched outside of the second story, creaking loudly with the architecture before the two windows beside it suddenly burst open as well! Shattering the old glass panels and tripling the illuminated bulges sticking out as they tried to squeeze the tirix just a little bigger... Just a little bigger...! Just a little bigger! Until-!

Scene 6

The fox's whistle echoed through the halls as her and Zarrel walked down it. The brown Rex's heavy steps were muffled a bit due to the carpeting, but could still be detected by anyone nearby. "Nice place, huh?"

"Y-yeah." The dino nervously responded. "Though it does give me the jeebies, if I'm being honest." A noise in confirmation from Kindle. "N-not just the fact that it's haunted, but so much of the fancy look makes me incredibly nervous."

"Oh yeah?"

"Y-yeah... Feels like a scene I don't belong in."

"Because you're thick like a bowl of oatmeal?" A sudden whimper and double take at the anthro fox made her chuckle. "I can't say I know what it's like, but I know the struggles ferals have."

"W-with clothes?"

"With clothing or suits, furniture, doorways, people, balance, tails causing concussions. The usual." Another whimper from the rex. "All second-hand experience, mind you. But I get you; so much of the fancy stuff is expensive. And if you're pumping into it-" An even sharper whimper. "all the time, likely breaking it, then yeah."

"B-bumping?"

"Mhmm. Like turning around with that tail-"

"N-no no, just... You said P-pumping." The fox looked in his direction, smirking but her eyes were slightly off. Tightening up those already strained shorts of the dinosaur's with talks of such things.

"Did I?" She teased, getting him to blush. "Huh. Must've been a slip of the tongue." A pause then the canine chuckled. "Sorry, sometimes males are just so easy to play with."

"W-we're not that easy, are we?"

"Well, your heart rate has been going up. One would think Fear, buuuuut your body temperature has been going up too." A sharp whine from the larger one. "And those noises. Those noises are very familiar."

"S-sorry."

"Don't apologize, Zarrel." The fox chuckled, tapping his side. "You can 'see' a lot when you can't see. It's fun to tease people and make them flustered."

"W-what?" She looked at the dinosaur again, this time really noticing how off her eyes were from his own, then waved a white paw over her face a few times. "You're... Blind?"

"Yep."

"S-seriously?" A nod from her as they turned a corner. "...Oh, gosh. That 'Nice Place' statement was a joke, I completely missed that." Kindle laughed at him.

"And now you're in on it. But really, loosen up. Or, I guess deflate a little?" A whimper from the large one. "Let out some air- nope. That one won't work."

"U-unplug yourself for a sec?"

"Not sure if that one works, but that's the spirit!" She tapped his muzzle lightly and Zarrel smiled. "We can work on it though, what-do-ya call those plug thingys? On a pooltoy?"

"A-a... Valve."

"Un-valve yourself- nope. Doesn't make sense." The two chuckled.

"Release your valve for a sec?"

"-There we go! All fixed and mission successful." A sudden grab to brace the anthro fox in place caused the two to stop. "Hugs are in order, sure."

"N-no." Zarrel whispered. "D-do you see that-? Erm... Hear...? Sense...?" A faint noise in question as those large ears perked up and heard around. Lightly detecting... Squeaking of sorts far ahead, but nothing else.

"Noooo?" A whine from the rex, though this time of fear. As his eyes glued onto a large orange sphere at the end of the hallway, looking like a large inflated ball that had some strange glow in it. "Maybe a bit of squeaking, but we are stuck in a hotel room with Dia."

"I-I thought he couldn't use his pooltoy form in here."

"He can't, but that doesn't mean he didn't find one to mount." Her ears still scanned the area, but the strange balloon stood completely still. Only very faintly creaking when the brown rex seemed to blink, too far away to really notice anything different-

Those white and black-tipped ears suddenly perked up behind a moment before Zarrel picked up the distant sound of something large bursting. Causing him to look in the direction behind them- then hear a bunch of squeaking in front! Where the orange balloon was and finding it sliding to a stop when the rex stared at it, swearing he was hearing the strange light within heaving and huffing. Like an orb of sorts swelling up the balloon as Zarr whined- and the lights flickered in the entire area! Losing power to the hallway for a moment as the thing rapidly squeaked and got closer as the two stepped back against the wall of the T section! The balloon slid to another stop when the lights returned. "Okay! Definitely not Dia." Kindle half whispered, staring straight ahead at the thing as well.

"W-what do we do?"

"Cheese it!"

"-Cheese it?" Zarrel turned his head in a tilt and looked at her- only causing the balloon to begin sprinting again! Yelping loudly as he went one way and the fox went the other, cuing another whimper as he turned around (swatting the wall with his thick tail) and chasing after her direction! All while the strange balloon thing continued to move, hiss, and squeak after them!

Corner after corner the two turned, only spotting hall after hall with several doors while the thing gave chase! Swearing it was becoming bigger every time the rex looked at it, and that eerie glow was getting more intense! A sudden jiggle of a handle made Zarrel look forwards again and bump into the fox as she attempted one of the doors. Not knocking her over, but immediately causing her to move down to the next one and quickly try while passing by. "What the hell!? Nothing was supposed to be locked!"

"W-what are we going to do!? We can't outrun it forever-!" A heavy hiss as the orb seemed to have pulsed significantly larger, making it difficult for it to turn corners.

"Think you can hold it off for a bit?" A double take from the rex along with a very questionable whine. "Stare it down if you have to, you're a big Predator, you can just scare it off-"

"I know you're blind but this thing is bigger than me now!" The dino half hissed, spotting her take something out of her hair, bend it, and slide towards the next door handle. Kneeling to it and sticking a small thin metal hairpin of sorts in it. "A-are you!?"

"Picking it, yes! Less staring, more scaring!" Kindle commanded, making the rex whimper as he turned to face the massive orange balloon. Now nearly filling up the four corners of the hallway as it pulsed brightly in that strange glow, a familiar one to Zarrel... One of desire, need, and a thirst of something in common with the dinosaur.

The phantom seemed to have completely stopped as the rex did his best to look big and keep eye contact. A heavy focus on just not blinking as the orb remained still, the light from the core within it so bright that it was nearly bruising his eyes looking at it. Eventually needing to blink and heard it squeak heavily- causing the orb to become much closer. "K-Kindle...!"

"Almost got it-!" The door handle suddenly got unlocked and she shoved it open. "IN! NOW!" Zarrel took a step back, still staring at the orange mass to see if it moved, and it kept still... Was... Was she right? It only moved when it wasn't being watched? "Zarr!"

"R-right!" The dino attempted to squeeze into the smaller doorway, nearly getting stuck as the door didn't quite open fully! Squirming and trying to get through, being caught hold by everything from objects within the room to the door handle itself! All while the phantom squeaked closer and closer and closer-!

Until Zarrel finally got through and the door slammed shut, nearly getting his tail. Getting a couple of objects and barricading it while the dino was left in the pitch black. "I-I can't see anything." The rex panted, only to stop in thought and look towards her direction. Almost feeling her blank stare on him. "R-right, sorry-" And cue more heavy squeaks towards the door, making them both worry as it pressed against the wooden barrier. Hearing the old door creak before hissing at it deeply. Again and again, familiar sounds that made the Rex whimper- but not in fear... Okay, a little bit of fear. "O-oh no..."

"Is it... Growing?" The fox studied it, hearing the door creak louder and she cursed. "That thing won't hold." Kindle started moving towards the back and around the nearly paralyzed rex, spotting another door that was locked and grumbling. "Who the fish was locking all of these?" No response as the balloon outside kept growing and growing, its weight shifting across the very walls outside into the hallway. Leaving the dinosaur almost... Purring. "Hey." It snapped Zarrel out of it. "Help me with this one, it doesn't have a keyhole for me to pick."

The rex tried the handle anyways, twisting one way and the other before holding it. Ramming it with their shoulders together until she tapped him. "Damnit, it's only a closet."

"Not an exit?"

"Or at least it's a very enclosed space there. Unless it's a dumbwaiter." She could feel the male's very puzzled stare for an entire straight moment, as well as an unusual silence like the thing outside was confused by such a term as well.

"A... What?"

"Dumbwaiter? It's like a mini-elevator for food and such, not people." The brown rex's head tilted. "You put your plates and fragiles in it and send it up or down a floor, that way you didn't have to worry about falling down the stairs with them." An audible 'Ohhhh' from both the dinosaur and the thing outside before it hissed loudly and split the door. Getting a crack in the wood enough to let some light in. Freezing in place when the rex looked at it, and for as long as he didn't blink. But before he could confirm it entirely, the power went off in the entire building!

The groanings of wood and the heavy chest barricading it could be heard as the balloon in the hallway grew larger and larger. Snapping the old door into sections and finally off the hinges as the two inside huddled in the farthest corner. Only being able to see/hear the pulsing glow, but it wasn't enough to stop the phantom from sliding inside. Quickly inflating itself within the room and outer hallways while its inner walls stretched out. "W-what do we do!?"

"Maybe it'll burst itself before it gets to us. Other than that..." Kindle scanned the area with her ears. "Any windows?"

"N-nothing."

"And likely nothing you'd be able to fit into anyway." A whimper from the male as she tapped him. "Don't take that the wrong way, I like some plush. Makes for better cuddles."

"Hardly the time for this conversation Kindle." The rex whined as the balloon grew and grew. Stretching out into the dark room with constant squeaks and groans as it pressed up against everything. The far walls, the ceiling and floors, folding over all objects as it got closer to them. Expanding in larger and larger pulses, as the two attempted to avoid contact in the corner. With a deep breath, the larger dino hugged the anthro fox straight on, pressing her against his belly before facing the corner. Attempting to shield her from the giant orange blimp as it pressed up against his back. "S-sorry about squishing you-"

"What are you doing, big guy?"

"There's no sense in us both losing in here." Zarrel grumbled dramatically. "And there's no way I'm avoiding it, but you... Might have a chance."

"Funny enough, if we got the closet door opened I was gonna stuff you in it." He wasn't sure why but the thought of that made him chuckle as more and more of that blimp pressed against his anthro-theropod form. Getting quite tight as he attempted to brace himself away from the wall as to not crush the canine against his belly. "As long as one of us makes it through the night, eh?"

"Yeah..." Zarrel barely got out over the squeaks rising in pitch, the orb of light vibrating while that giant balloon shook. Growing thinner and thinner against the rex's body, pressing up against many of the broken splinters and pointed objects along the walls-

Until finally bursting really loudly! Dazing the two heavily as they fell to the ground and dealt with the deafening noise of the eruption. Like being hit with a flash/bang grenade, but at least the pressure from the balloon was completely gone. Just shards of the orange... Rubber? "Zarr..." He could barely focus, but eventually made out the fox calling his name while his vision began to return. "Zarr..."

"I'm okay." The dinosaur shook his head- only to feel her grab his arm tightly, double taking at the female on her hands and knees, staring straight down while her fur stood up on end. Those ears curled backwards in near anger and threatening. "K-Kindle?"

"It's... Still. There." The blood nearly drained from the brown one's face as he slowly turned his head towards the center of the room. Spotting more and more light as Zarrel gazed at a floating orb of sorts. Surrounded by a strange scentless fog that filled not only the room, but the hallway as well.

And then the tightness started to be felt inside, instantly making the dinosaur whimper at the familiar feeling. Holding onto his already chubby front as that weird mist seemed to be drawn towards it, swelling his body up each passing second. "It was a noble effort, but..." The fox spoke, instantly grabbing the male's attention as he could faintly see her outline in the very low light. Specifically the canine's belly and hips beginning to round out, making Zarrel blush and huff more as he watched. Increasing his breathing volume and rate, getting the rex to take in more of that strange vapor and swell him up even faster.

That scaled gut rounded heavily like a stretched balloon, so used to such things while the fox's seemed to spread out more. Kindle's black sleeveless shirt sliding up to expose that fluffy belly while her bust expanded behind the fabric. Filling up the flexible threads as the openings around her chest filled up with fluff and plush. Putting strain on the straps and the 'cleavage window' as said cleavage grew and grew.

All while the anthro's athletic wear tightened up around the waist; that rear end bubbling bigger with each passing moment and her thighs swelled up. The cheaper polyester doing well to hold out against the enlarging parts, but as soon as one thread broke along the sides, the entire thing collapsed and exposed the fishnet fabrics underneath. Fluff being pushed through them as more and more of the outer slick fabric was split. Exposing that plush rear to the already swelling dinosaur as he attempted to compose himself. Trying not to give into those impulsive urges while his own form grew, but as soon as that enlarged cleavage of Kindle's was spotted, that brown snout dove into it!

Well, attempted to. Now realizing how immobilized he became and unable to reach it with that muzzle or his erect fattening tool. Stuck in place constantly swelling from all body parts, watching the female do the same as she turned to defend herself against the male's approaching belly. Their rears rounding up into very plump curves, bellies growing to the size of themselves. Breasts and balls inflating heavily against the clothing, filling them up and then some as the threads expanded and stretched greatly-!

Until finally getting them to tear loudly, both the shirt and waists, freeing the very plump bits and allowing them to bloat with ease. Perhaps too much ease as more of that mist seemed to be rushing inside the room- rushing inside of them! Blowing the two up like inflatables designed to be heavily over-bloated, over-pumped as they huffed and moaned. The fox getting a surge of size as those soft fluffy pillows reaching up to Zarrel's head and flanking that whimpering snout. Trying to hold them with his swelling arms as the two inflated, their bodies battling against territory and the canine doing a surprisingly good job at sliding the dinosaur back.

Their bellies stretched greatly below them, creating a massive base to hold up all the other ballooned parts. Tails easily bloating up like large and long balloons, curving against the ceiling and above the rounded rears. Swollen paws sticking out from all corners while limbs became rounder and rounder. Zarrel's pouch and his shaft taking up exaggerated balloony shapes, inflating several times their normal size. Kindle's bust inflating slightly larger than her rear, while her sex became greatly plumped.

It wasn't long before the two were fighting for space within the room, and there was no end to the mist coming through! Constantly applying pressure to the two bodies, expanding them far beyond what they looked like they could take. With so little space left, the walls creaked heavily, the ceiling and floors beginning to bend against them. So drunk on the feeling of inflating that they couldn't fight it, stuck in the endless loop of wanting to get bigger... Larger... Fuller...

Scene 7

The door creaked heavily open, causing the chilling winds to almost cackle as they blew inside the building. Nearly forgotten weather strips snapped as they broke the seals that kept the outside cold out of the rest of the mansion. A pair of large double doors to the backyard gardens, likely not used for decades until the black tirix came along.

They damn well better be out here somewheres, Rixxix growled as he thought. Struggling to see now that the clouds had covered the moon, but it was only temporary by the looks of it. Causing him to almost run into the iron gates that closed the path leading to the gardens. Requiring quite a bit of effort to pry the rusted metal from their rigor mortis, squealing loudly as the hinges grinded.

He didn't open it wide though, just enough for his body to slip through and guard itself against another harsh breeze. Overlooking many of the overgrown vines and poorly groomed plants that surrounded the area. Trying to once again reclaim the lands of their own by decimating the man-made paths and walls that confined them. Causing his fluff to puff out a little as he studied the area for any movement.

The panther never liked plants. Never liked the smells of flowers, never found comfort in woods or nature. There was just something off about them in general, and this... 'Garden' was no exception. In fact, Rixxix could just swear it was waiting for the right moment to strike at the panther. The moment he let his guard down, vines were going to lash out and restrain him, drag the tirix into a leaf pile and... Okay, past that, who knew?

"Let's just find this damn thing and get out of here." He attempted to convince his imagination, though still keeping his senses on high alert as he spotted a shed down the path. Hopefully the tools Linet was searching for would be in there and he could return to find Bartan. Probably stuck with his knot deep into that damn plushy of himself, knowing the bear.

The shed seemed abandoned, and go figure: locked. Not quite resorting to property damage, the panther looked around to see if he could find a window to the place- but something caught his ear... A jingle? Of keys? Blowing in the wind...? But from where?

Following it into what appeared to be an old pumpkin patch, overgrown as expected and some of them... Not carved specifically, but looking as if they were stenciled for such naturally. And that cautious feeling returned as he stood outside of the sectioned off mini-farm, on the far side... Keys. On a large ring, resting on a hook built into the brick wall.

The panther's instincts just kept warning Rixxix that this was a trap, especially since said keys weren't rusted. First the bear's sack getting filled up with Thea's seed, and now this? Something was going on here. Sabotage of some sort. But hell if he was going to let Linet down. Warming his body up before bolting in, not going for the expected straight line to it but zig zagging irrationally as slithers and whips of vines were heard! Some felt at the very ends of the black furs on the tirix's arms and legs!

With a large leap, Rixxix jumped onto the wall, missing his snatching of the keys while in midair though! Reaching down for a swipe wasn't quite enough as more vines from both sides were coming to box the panther in. A third swipe made him fall a bit off balance but hit the ring off the hook! Snatching it during the fall with his maw as he landed a bit heavily, rolling with it to start moving and leaping over another few tendril lunges.

The vines covered the grounds, leaving all the open spaces like beartraps as he set them off step by step, barely escaping the grasp and tangle. Making it through the entrance with a lunge- but that last hind paw was barely caught! Holding him back and slamming the tirix down on the cobblestone as others moved in! A couple around his other hind paw while others dove straight for the goods: sliding into his rear and down his sheath! Making Rixxix growl and angle his ears back as he felt another come to his snout, baiting the serpent-like vine with one movement as attempted to drive into the panther's muzzle-!

Only for Rixxix to move his snout around to bite it instead! Causing the plant to almost hiss in pain and loosen all the others up enough for the black one to be freed! Scampering to his feet and grabbing the keys once more as he moved a dozen feet away, staring the vines down as they sulked back into the gardens as their prey was now out of reach.

The Panther. Never. Liked. Plants. Taking a moment to just growl out his frustrations at the close call and have a breath. Eventually the area was getting easier to see as the clouds moved past the full moon. Not wanting to think about what would've happened to him if that one vine was on a different... Nervous system? Whatever the hell it was called for plantlife, let alone monstrous ones. For now, the tirix was safe, and all he needed to do was-

A slight pressure was detected and those red eyes widened, feeling it both in his belly and package area... No. No, they only latched onto him for a second! It couldn't possibly have done anything to the panther! A poison? A biological seeding of sorts? Whatever it was, Rixxix wasn't imagining it. Feeling... Something grow within his middle area as it continued to lightly expand, getting faster while his pouch and sheath felt fuller and fuller.

Maybe it would stop after a while. It was only a tiny bit of it, after all, and not nearly enough to cost the black one the contest. Lightly panting, almost detesting how much he enjoyed the strange warmth. Like an... Energy, a small flame akin to that of a tea-light in the center. Powered by something magical. Addictive. Leaving the black one resting longer and longer as his belly grew and grew steadily. His fluff stretching outwards in a much wider shape than usual, sheath getting fatter underneath it as it was warmly squished between that large belly and filling pouch.

Until he snapped out of the trance, if he was going to get chubbified, he'd rather not do it out here. Making his way to the shed and finding it harder and harder to walk as his belly seemed to jiggle and bounce with his trot. Those balls swayed with the movement of his hind legs as they and his protection grew to the size of grapefruits. That gut expanding in all directions, more focused on width while getting lower and lower to the ground, as if gathering energy from...

The black one stopped for a quick moment and looked back at the large moon in the sky, swearing... It was looking at him back. Chuckling darkly as the pressure increased! Was it the moon's doing, filling the panther up faster!? Not taking any chances, the black one made his way to the shed! Scrambling to find the correct key to unlock it, needing to try every one while being in the gaze of the bright spotlight. His bits and belly pumping steadily larger and larger as if connected to air tanks while Rixxix got the door open and squeezed inside!

The pressure seemed to have relaxed at least, but not fully gone away. Panting heavily as he looked around the dark shed, having a hard time actually spot anything... Except for the glistening points of gardening tools. A low growl in warning to it all left his throat as that chuckle returned... This time coming from his middle!? Rixxix looked down to find a faint glow coming from his rounded underside, that of a faint orange and a yellow as if some markings appeared on his form! Moving ones as the laughter got louder, and along with it the pressure!

The panther attempted to hold the expansion back, feeling his belly fold around his own limbs as he looked around the area again. The old pointed objects were almost dancing and cheering for the beast to inflate for their entertainment, but like hell if Rixxix was going to let it happen! Taking his chances back outside, no matter how much harder it was going to be to move while dragging his bloated underside.

More laughs came from behind as the panther gazed at his flank, coming from his bloating pouch. Making out the same things: strange markings that almost looked like... Yellow circles with a jagged line underneath- Jack-O-Lantern faces!? Is that what was happening to the tirix!? His bits were being magically turned into...!?

Maybe Linet could stop this somehow- maybe all Rixxix needed to do was get back into the mansion! The feral beast did what he could, but eventually that belly was larger than he was! Stretching and bloating on all sides, making it close to the iron gates he passed through- only to hear them slam shut! Tied together by the vengeful vines.

Rixxix cursed as the laughing continued, getting louder and louder as the black one was lifted up by his own underside. Forming into wide spheres while gaining an orange tint while that 'face' grew brighter and brighter. The warmth comforting him into pants and huffs as the panther was filled with the strange magic, blushing as it felt closer to being inflated with air rather than a liquid of sorts.

The tirix tried to fight it, attempting to somehow tighten that ballooned belly to regain control while it laughed. Taunting the beast as his tub-sized underside bloated outwards, as his pouch formed into one large sphere close to that of a kitchen sink. Then that large sheath, swelling so much that it outgrew the very weapon it was trying to protect, only growing fatter and fatter.

In no time that belly was larger than the gate in front of him; unable to fit through it even if Rixxix could move. Forming into a stunted sphere with the unique ridges to that very close to a pumpkin. The very same thing being felt over his couch-sized balls, and his sheath as it approached oven sizes. The laughter echoed around him as every part of the tirix started to become more and more orange, inflating him steadily when that belly felt very taut. Flowing into many parts of his body, every round bit turning into a fat orange cucurbita [genus word for pumpkins and other gourds].

Rixxix's rear bloating into a pair of pumpkins while his cheeks began to follow suit. His main body bloating to match that near house sized gut while his limbs all sunk into it; each creating another Jack-O-Lantern that joined in on the vocals. Bellowing louder as the tirix bloated and expanded massively, having no walls to restrict his growth. Constantly being inflated by the moon's strange energy as the flames within the orange blimp pulsed brighter. Making the panther tighter and tighter, coming to a heavy strain as the body vibrated and pulsed...!

Scene 8

The old hospital room was barely illuminated by the bright moonlight, creating a spotlight over the gurneys and beds that remained mostly untouched for years. The strong winds outside causing the bare tree branches to shift around and claw at the windows and cabinets with their shadows. Shelves with many medications and surprisingly Concoctions of sorts; all dyed in a strange colors to fit the theme, with simple terms on them as loose labels stuck on the clear bottles.

A small shadow creeped up, avoiding the light at all cost as it inched itself up the wall and to the window. Grasping at the lock just as the thick winds howled, causing it to burst open widely as the invisible force blew within! Shifting some objects on the desks and such around, but mostly tearing off many of the labels from the bottles. Dancing with them in the middle of the room before placing them back on erratically, no longer matching the bottles with their correct descriptions before the winds left.

Just in time too, a moment later rapid and kinda heavy footsteps were heard as the door handle jiggled a little bit. Creaking slightly as weight was pressed against the old wood and as soon as the latch was freed the door flew open with a loud boing! Almost slammed open as the large bust from the otter sprung it opened. Flinching at the noise but half expecting it as she stopped the door's heavy swing back at her, turning on the light soon after.

Kayla sighed heavily, a little of it from the cold winds coming through the window but mostly due to her hyper chest possibly causing more damage. Most find it very attractive, yes, but such a size gets difficult to deal with when they're this big. Making the maid's job harder than it needed to be, nevermind being invited to this after work.

Not that the short otter wasn't happy to be here, just... She put off milking herself for too long. Hoping to reduce the size of her bust before any holiday activities, but she was just so busy lately. Which brought her to here, hoping that maybe there was a breast pump of sorts- even though Kayla knew it was a very long shot. Let alone, what condition it was in, considering the age of such a place.

Closing the window to stop the cold air took more effort than expected, as her short structure required her to be on a gurney. Locking it against another gust as her bust squished against the wall, folding around the window sill and even pressing up against the glass as she looked outside. What a terrible night to try such a thing, but it did add to the atmosphere to the holiday, the otter supposed.

Browsing around the room in search of that pump didn't really give her much to work with, and the dimming lights didn't help either. Resorting to the stock of medications that could at least ease the discomfort of it, but the silly colors of the potions did get her attention much sooner. Deciding to amuse herself by at least looking and reading the labels.

Stretch enhancer, durability increase, ball growth. The bear would probably really like that one, Kayla thought. Pillow gut: for all your soft and comfy needs, Blip Hips, Titanic Tail. She chuckled at the silly names. But looking through she started to see others around: reductions, dehancers, and other size transformations.

Looking a little more and finding one for breasts, sighing in relief as she took the bright pink glass bottle and giving it a closer look. "To help reduce lactation and swelling caused by lactation development. Great for fast active relief." It was a dream come true that made her close her eyes and take a breath. Again, she enjoyed her big bust once in a while, but when it became achy it was just irritating to deal with.

Looking for directions around the bottle, but nothing specific. Only ingredients and nutrition facts, which means it likely was approved by some regulations. A small dose shouldn't hurt, the otter thought as she sat down and looked around for any kind of spoon or cup. Finding a small paper one and just pouring 20ml of the sweet smelling liquid into it before downing it. An intense flavor of almost bubblegum and cotton candy, mixed with a very fine hint of candy grape? It was honestly quite good.

...To the point where she wanted another dose. Kayla was definitely more 'gifted' than others, so another sip wouldn't hurt, would it? Pouring another small serving and taking it in, this time letting the flavors dance along her tongue for several moments before swallowing. Stopping herself there and sealing the bottle up. Putting it back, that urge to take more got her to second guess such a decision. Staring at it with her maroon eyes as the bottle glistened in the moonlight, and her tongue longed for the flavor again...

With a deep breath she stepped back. If Kayla needed more later, it would be there. It was 'fast acting' stuff, and the otter could wait 30min before needing another dose. Best to make sure it was working to begin with, and after a few minutes of resting on a bed she... felt nothing.

Darn. Too good to be true, unless it still required more time. However, as she moved to the doorway, her eyes locked onto the bottle again. Gazing at it as her heartbeat increased, the warmth of desire to taste that substance again grew and grew. One more sip, that's all it wanted from Kayla: One. More. Taste. A drop, just to satisfy the craving.

As soon as she took a step towards the cabinet, she heard a loud pop down the hallway. Getting her attention and snapping the otter out of her trance. "What was that?" She whispered quietly, getting chills as another large gust of wind blew outside. It came from indoors, far away... Where the kitchen was? That corner of the hotel? Concerned, Kayla started moving towards the door- only to start feeling a tingle in her chest. Those large plump pillows feeling funny, but in a good way.

Was it working? Did the medicine finally begin to function? She took another breath in relief as she cupped the large bosom; barely fitting into her blouse as is with immense cleavage being shown. Any moment now, she would start to feel relief, but in the meantime someone may need her help.

As the beige otter left the room and go down the hall, as soon as she hit the corner turn a sudden tightness was felt in her shirt. Making her whimper as she looked down at her bust again, witnessing it enlarge before her eyes! "W-what? No! T-the potion said-" She whimpered as a button was strained too hard and popped off, causing that massive bust to jiggle heavily as it folded out of her shirt. Overflowing the top and straining the buttons on her blouse while they grew heavier and heavier. Honestly making the otter really... Heated.

Wetness was felt in her front as the milk began to leak out, her clothing attempting to soak it up. Leaving her in heavy huffs as Kayla attempted to keep herself calm and hold up/back the heavy bust. Filling up more and more with hot otter milk, making it harder to keep balance as she stepped back. Over and over again until she found herself in the corner- then another surge of that tingle was felt.

A whimper in denial left her as those pillows bloated much harder, knocking off another button from her shirt. Causing a chain reaction of the rest and her bra as her chest escaped the confines of clothing. Leaving the shortstack panting heavily as they continued to expand rather quickly across the floor. "B-but- ah... It was... A reduction potion- ah...!"

More and more that bust filled up, stretching and expanding far beyond the otter's own size. Each pillow taking up the entire width of the hallway within minutes and just working on the height of it. Leaking out its precious white fluids the entire time as it attempted to ease such pressure, but producing much much more. Yet, flooding Kayla with an intense pleasure as she drew closer and closer to her own climax. "K-Kayla!?"

"M-Master Dia!?" She shouted towards one of the now blocked hallways, hearing the distinct wyrm's blissful whine in response. "Please help, Master! I-I cannot get them to stop growing!" Some paws were felt against a taut pillow and for a brief moment, a purple dragon snout peeked through one of the upper corners. Only making eye contact for a moment before the female's pillows bloated to fit the entire hallway.

"G-geez! What happened?" The color-changing dragon huffed from the other side, not quite getting a response but a blissful whine from the otter while she was studied by those surprisingly gentle paws. Trying to be careful around the nipple and panting warm breaths over it. "S-sorry Kayla... I need-"

"M-Master Dia, no!" She tried to warn him.

"I-I just need a taste...!"

"B-but you do not have your powers...!" Again, another warning was left ignored, mostly unheard due to the heavy groan of her enlarging bosom. Feeling a familiar warm tongue along her nip as it lapped up the otter's milk before the dragon latched onto it and began drinking. Giving her... Some relief, actually. A lot of relief! To the point where it was actually lowering the volume of her breast.

But at a cost, Kayla knew that. Unable to see it herself, but feeling the dragon's underside grow immensely bigger underneath him. His bloated chest pressing up against that breast as Dia drank and drank, stuck in an hypnotic trance while his gut bloated from under him. Barely noticing it fill up the space between his four legs, press against the floor, and expand outwards. Not until it forced his limbs to deroot from the ground and rest on that milk-filled belly.

Yet, he kept drinking. Purring and sending vibrations through the otter's sensitive pillows. "Mmmffff...!" Dia purred, almost worryingly so. "I... Can't... Stop... Drinking...!" He said between several gulps, while his belly stretched heavily with the constant intake. Lifting the wyrm up higher as he leaned forwards towards the milk-fountain. His draws becoming stronger and stronger, but filling his body up faster in the process.

Another whimper of blissful warning from the shortstack as she was buried between her bust and the wall. Knowing quite well from their past sessions of such a thing just how large the dragon was getting. Starting to fill up his back and tail, turning the wyrm into a large milk-filled balloon as he started to take up the width and height of the hallway as well. Getting fatter and fatter as Dia continued to endlessly drink.

The rainbow dragon's cheeks bloated up heavily, his limbs sunk into his main body. That tail swelling thicker and thicker while his entire body bloated into a blimp shape. Finally trying to stop himself from drinking the milk directly, but much much too late! With the nipple stuck in his maw, force-feeding Dia the delicious white liquid and making him bloat larger and larger, the wyrm felt his body tighten up! Groaning heavily against the old wood for space, filling up every corner as that white flood caused him to enlarge more and more-!

Until Dia burst heavily in a loud splat! A rush of liquid warmth was felt against Kayla's massive chest pillow with very little squeezing underneath. Making her whimper as the dragon lost the game for her... Only to feel that pressure begin to build up again! The growth of her bosom still wasn't complete! The one Dia couldn't reach before feeling immensely taut and on its last defenses, only to transfer the pressure into her other one! Feeling it bloat up twice as fast as both sides began to vibrate heavily, losing a little bit of ground in the stalemate as they swelled up... And swelled... And swelled-!

Scene 9

The panel sparked as the white lynx growled at it, trying to find a proper fuse that screwed into the slot, but most of these were either pre-blown or unlabeled. It also didn't help that whoever made this electrical panel did one of the worst jobs Linet had ever seen! Making her growl as she fished through the pile of spare fuses that the hotel had just left beside it.

60As, 100As, 125As and 200As. They all blew immediately when she tried to put them in the slot. If she had the equipment to test the current the tirix could save herself a damn headache, that or a 400A to just get the job done so she would not have to worry for a while. It wouldn't help the damn scent of electrical burnings.

Where the fish was that coming from, anyway? Taking several little sniffs to scan the area and find a decent direction and start to follow it. In the wall. Low to the ground. But nearby. Moving around into what appeared to be a garage and car repair area with a workbench, as well as a gated cabinet full of air tanks. Walking past it, the lynx stopped in place, backpedaled and stared at it suspiciously. "...No." She half growled, just Knowing what was likely going to happen. Spotting a padlock nearby, quickly opening it thanks to her hearing, and locking the cabinet with it.

Nearly snorting at such a thing before having a quick look around the workbench, then in a few drawers. Spotting a half used roll of electrical tape (the black stuff) and taking it with her as she returned to her search. It was coming from this room, that's for certain. Needing to pace around to narrow it down to some kind of vent and prying off the grate to it.

It was definitely here, to the point where she could hear sizzling of sorts. Having a difficult time seeing in the dark, Linet tested the cramped area with her paws. Why someone would try to put wiring into vents was beyond her- Unless they didn't even get the damn air vents in to begin with! Another growl of frustration as the feral white one squeezed into the now opened square hole in the wall that apparently just led to the inside of the wall. Why the hell was the grate even there? To make it look like the HVAC contractors did their freaking jobs?

This whole 'day off' thing was really getting on her nerves as Linet shuffled her way inside. Being able to see a speck of a glow as the electrical copper wire was exposed from its plastic coating. Nearly in contact with some fiberglass insulation; the pink stuff. Causing her to glare at it with her red eyes and flick an irritated ear.

Freaking Fire Hazard. Her instincts were right all along, and that did help her mood a tad. But who knows where else there might be some exposed wires in this place, especially since it looks like this one was chewed by a small rodent of sorts. Hard to relax when such a place is ready to be set ablaze when a single lightswitch is turned on.

A heated exhale as she squirmed to get into position, those hind legs sticking out of the wall and tail flicking around. Completely unaware of something lurking in the darkness as it made its way across the floor and up the gated cabinet. Sinking into one of the air tanks as it attempted to roll off the shelf- only to get stuck by the door. Trying again and again, making more noise that those fluffy ears caught from inside the wall. Perking up as the entire area fell silent for several moments.

...Probably her imagination. Going back to work while the phantom moved down to the padlock, unlocking it from the inside and swinging it off the gate. Opening the cabinet door with a heavy squeak and the tirix immediately growled! Cursing as she knew it was going to happen and quickly wrapping the exposed wire with the electrical tape before starting to squirm out of there. Only to get stuck between the framing for the vents inside the walls, Her shoulder and elbows in the wrong positions to retreat through them as she attempted to rotate herself and find the correct angle.

Some hissing was heard in steady puffs, making her curse louder and continue trying different positions. Attempting to keep that exposed rear on the move at the same time knowing that's what they were going after! "Whoever's out there, quit it! I'm stuck and this isn't funny-!" A sudden gasp from Linet as a nozzle was plugged into her rear rather quickly, instantly beginning to fill her rear up and cause those haunches to inflate! Leaving her panting for a few moments as she tried to find the hose with her hind leg while it was still mobile enough, but no luck.

Rounder and rounder those black-spotted white furballs became, already creaking as they fought for space within the corner. Squishing together as bubble after bubble passed through that hose, leading to a large bike moving in the shadows. Pumping on its own merits as it sent puff after puff into the tirix's butt, inflating it larger and larger as she squirmed. Be it to squeeze the hose out or to squeeze herself out of that damn hole! Feeling it get tighter and tighter to be in that corner-!

Until Linet finally slipped out of that damn frame, moving out of the wall and stumbling backwards, half losing balance before rolling with it. Ramming whoever was operating that damn device and squishing them with her now double-oven sized rear. Feeling something get knocked over but it wasn't very large nor heavy. Meaning it was likely only one person. "Really Jinx? I know Beo teased you a little bit today, but you couldn't wait until afterwards to get your butt-pillow fix?" The lynx grumbled, playfully bouncing and grinding despite her sass towards the latex creature.

Yet the pumping still continued underneath, sending puff after puff and stretching out her rear larger. No 'Mmmmfff's, self-swelling, or squeezing her bloated behind. Causing the tirix to double take at where she was sitting on, getting up and cursing under her breath.

There was no one there. Just that lone device fallen over on the ground, covered in a strange teal mist doing the motions. Pumping the handle again and again, sending slightly larger bubbles through that hose directly into Linet's rear. Making her whimper as her fur stood up on end, never encountering a ghost before and causing her to freeze in place for a few moments as her behind plumped larger and larger.

A thick strain from her hide snapped her out of the trance as she attempted to grab the device. However, her caddy-sized bun was too large and dragging the hose with its rounded width, causing the pumping device to constantly keep moving as she spun around. Stuck in a loop as if trying to chase her tail while those furred balloons ran into shelves and knocked over tools! Releasing another whimpering curse as she attempted to escape the room instead! The Main door she used to the hotel obviously was not working in her panic, but Linet tried it anyways! Nearly getting stuck in the doorway as her rear groaned against the tight fit.

But there was another one! She remembered it now, some sort of garage door. Releasing a series of huffs as her butt groaned against the pressure of the device, battling with those black-spotted giant balloons as the tirix attempted to turn around in the limiting space. That plump rear accidentally flicked the lights off as it pressed up against the wall and causing Linet to whine while stumbling within the darkness. Hearing the deep hisses of the pump adding near tubs worth of air into her expanding rear as she spotted some slight safety lights.

Moving towards them was a struggle, dragging some workbenches that were not bolted down, tools and cabinets were warping and shifting along with her. Crawling towards the switch on the wall and pressing it, finally hearing the noise of an old garage door opener come to life and pull against the rusted chain! The wheels of the car door squeaking much like her own butt was as they rubbed against things. Loud snaps of the folding door sections bending, unless that was her back end caving in some of the walls. When it was big enough for her body to squeeze under, she dove for it!

Only for the door to stop raising up with a loud click, and trapping her massive rear underneath it! Damn safety features; her tripping the more modern laser underneath caused the door to perform an emergency shutoff! Attempting to squeeze through anyway proved fruitless as the ghost continued to inflate the tirix!

With a frustrated whine she backed herself into the room again and struggled to reach for the switch. Her back end taking up so much room in the garage as it grew tighter and tighter! Finally getting the button before being pushed away by her own plush- only to see the door begin to close instead of open! Reaching again for it took multiple tries, wasting so much time as Linet attempted to be patient. Watching the door slowly open up back to where it was while that damned device expanded her hindquarters larger and larger, knowing it likely wasn't going to be an easy squeeze to get them through!

Why couldn't it be air tanks instead? At least those had an output limit... Usually... Okay, rarely, as the garage door made its maximum height and she scrambled to get outside! Struggling to squeeze her now double-car sized rear end through the door as they bubbled and blimped out through the large door frame. Folding around the walls, cracking the foldable door now closer to the ceiling and nearly breaking it in half as the pressure of that furred balloon warped it off its rails.

The lynx pulled and pulled, barely getting any help from her hind legs anymore as the bloat began to sink into those paws. Causing them to swell up, pads and toes inflating up like large balloons while that plunger pumped faster and faster! The main frame of the large doorway cracking loudly as her butt blimped out: inside and outside, up and down. Taking up all the space it possibly could as Linet's forepaws attempted to drag it out, unable to get a proper grip in the old gravel road. As her rear grew tighter and tighter, nearly getting to the size of the very garage before breaking that doorway entirely! Popping the metal tiles out of the ceiling and replacing it with white furred bubbles painted with black spots! Then the very frame of the building bending against her form, getting so taut and groaning in pitch as that device pumped... Pumped... Pumped-!

Linet suddenly flopped into a dark room, growling at landing front-first and at the sting of popping. Seeing the glow of a screen as she staggered up and rubber her now back-to-normal rear to help ease it. Glaring at the screen for the results and releasing a frustrated huff as it spoke. "Congratulations! You Lost!" It stated cheerfully in an auto-tuned voice as party horns went off and some confetti flooded the screen. "You placed 1st/0!"

A sudden double take from the Lynx. "Wait, 0?" She curled her neck, looking over her results as well as the total cubic feet of volume she obtained, a surprisingly large 3356ft.

"Now that you've lost, would you like to go back in as a ghost to sabotage someone else's run?" A grumbling sigh from the white one as she placed a large paw over her eyes.

"Pass." Then those ears perked up, hearing some groans from outside her little room and just opened the door beyond the screen. Entering a large locker room of sorts with all the other contestants groaning or chuckling at the results. "Wait..." The white tirix looked around at everyone, taking a mental check. Noticing one was missing. "Did everyone...?"

"Lose?" Rixxix approached her, still half blushing while quite frustrated. "Yes. Everyone but Bartan I think-" A sudden long bear whimper came from one of the stalls as Kindle moved to open it, revealing the furball still laying on the floor.

"The horny was too strong for you, bear?" A whimper in confirmation made her awwwh at him and gave Bartan some pets.

"But how?" Linet asked the black tirix, still quickly glancing around at everyone. Some blushing more than others, but most were quite shy thinking about the results. "We were barely in the game for two hours!"

"The difficulty was set too high." Ryoko stated from afar, having troubles composing himself while thinking back to his own events. "I suppose we... All have our vices, and they run pretty deep."

"I don't know what you mean." Thea, the blue wyrm snorted. "I was just hungry-"

"And decided to eat a family's worth of dinner all at once." Dia teased him.

"I know my limits and I was well within them!" The grumpy dragon hissed, only getting a chuckle from the rainbow one. "Besides, I wasn't expecting the food to be spiked."

"Somehow?"

"-Somehow, yes." Thea answered really quickly.

"Well," The large brass one started, giving the latex rex near him a playful nudge. "The night is still young." A look around as everyone gazed at him. "Who's ready for round 2?" They all looked over at Linet who only sighed and moved towards the next room.

"Alright, I'll reset the game." She grumbled, opening the door to a large computer.

"Everyone... Try to last a little longer this time, eh?"