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900 Graymount Street is a typical, soulless, semi-suburban office building in Bloomington, Illinois. The run-down concrete and cheap windows of the brutalist building complement the fact that the inside of the building also sucks. The HVAC system, installed with the building in 1962 and probably not touched since, is in a worse condition than you’d expect. The building is barely ventilated enough for its purported 48,000 square feet of office space, and even less adequately equipped to handle a laboratory. But, when Illinois & Cancun Airlines—the company that supposedly owned a large chunk of the offices—”unexpectedly” went out of business, laboratories are exactly what took its place. Sugar Creek Research approached the building’s landlord with money, and obviously he took it. Money is money, afterall. That old man wouldn’t care if a company was selling crack, so long as they paid rent.

“Money is money” is exactly the attitude that led Saffron, Vessara, Lune, and Rhine into taking the position as IT Staff here at 900 Graymount. There was almost certainly no need for four IT people, but none of them complained and they certainly did not tell the landlord. The four of them were relegated to a small room in the corner of the basement where each of them had their own little desk, and from 9-5, every day of the week, they sat around doing, well, not nothing, but not a lot. The Wednesday after the new labs were up and running, it was a very slow day for the IT bunch, just like every day. What they didn’t know was that up on the fourth floor, in one of those shoddy new labs, two of the “scientists” that worked there had improperly combined two chemicals, leading to a large release of dense gas that quickly made its way through the vents and sank down through the building. This gas was exactly what they had been trying to make: an extremely, ridiculously potent aphrodisiac. They just didn’t mean to make it a gas.

Lune sat at his desk in the basement playing modded Skyrim. The other three were busy with their own non-work activities, as there had been no tickets so far that day. Lune was a tall, charcoal gray male wolf with a slightly lighter (but still dark) gray chest. He was kind of the de-facto leader of the bunch, as he spoke with the landlord when necessary, and was kind of just the most proactive of them all. The room was shaped like an L, with the entrance at the lower tip of the L. Lune’s desk sat at the entrance.

Closest to Lune sat Rhine, the other man in the department, who occupied the outer corner of the L. The room was small, and Rhine’s desk was only a few feet from Lune’s. Rhine had spent the morning eating pretzels and browsing Reddit, all the while not awake enough to really notice anything. Rhine was a cute, cream and jade rabbit with pretty purple eyes and nice, big ears. At the upper tip of the L was a door to a storage room, full of ambiguous cables, old tech, and a bunch of other stuff that wasn’t really accounted for. The two corners, either side of the door, was where the girls sat. Saffron took the left corner, and Vessara took the right.

Saffron was a bright blue cat with white and pink accents. She was the life of the group, and was always a lot of fun. She was the one who pushed the group to play games together online and she always offered people a ride. You could tell she was ADHD because she was currently intently focused on her 7th game of spider solitaire.

Vessara, in the right corner, was a sweet maroon badger, and was the only person in the room not originally from Bloomington—a Wisconsinite. She had cream colored stripes, and a cute bushy tail. She was small and pretty, with big glasses and long black hair. She was certainly the smartest of the group, something that only the IT bunch seemed to appreciate. The old fucks upstairs couldn’t seem to comprehend that a woman could be good with computers, so whenever she had to fix everything she had to use Lune as a mouthpiece.

Everyone in the bunch was in their mid-20s, and all of them were dressed smartly. If they weren’t dressed nice, all the lame idiots who basically ran the building would think they were useless, so it’s a small price to pay. Everyone was wearing nice pants and a nice shirt, except Vessara who was wearing a skirt and tights instead of pants. Of course you, the reader, understand that their clothes probably won’t be very important soon. They, however, have no idea. What they do know, at this point, is that the air smells strongly like cinnamon.

“Is someone burning incense?” Saffron asked, her sweet voice breaking the general white noise of the room.

“Not me,” Vessara said, not looking up from her computer.

“Not over here,” Lune said, his voice seeming dreamier than it would on any other day.

“What?” Rhine asked, snapping back to reality. “Oh. I’m not.”

“Strange. It does smell like cinnamon, right?” Saffron asked. The rest of the bunch agreed, but they all pretty much ignored it. Saffron figured that if someone was eating something with cinnamon, they probably would’ve mentioned it, and that the cinnamon smell probably wafted in from somewhere else in the building.

Lune shifted in his seat. He took a deep breath. He was in the middle of a cave in Skyrim, tearing his way through skeletons and the sort. You know how it goes. Despite it being enjoyable, he couldn’t help but think about one of the other mods he installed for Skyrim. You all know the type: sex mods. He didn’t play them at work because he didn’t want his coworkers thinking he was some kind of pervert, but right now that was all he could think about. He couldn’t really think about what kind of thing he wanted to do, he just knew that he wanted something horny. His gameplay was getting sloppy.

Saffron found it hard to focus on the game of solitaire. Usually she was pretty good at this, but she was staring at the screen unable to focus. Her brain felt foggy; no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t really think straight. She still played, but she was missing things that she’d usually notice immediately. Her brain kept shifting over to thoughts of breasts or penises, and she was feeling a little concerned. She didn’t want to seem out of the ordinary, so she just tried to suppress it. Everyone gets randomly horny sometimes, right? She hoped it would go away eventually.

Across from her, Vessara was readjusting her position in the office chair. Her small body felt hot, and with her change in position, she found herself with her thighs spread and her vagina softly pressed against the seat of her chair. She felt aroused, and she wasn’t sure why. What she did know is that she desperately wanted it to pass. She didn’t want to be horny at work, especially not so early in the morning. She looked around, worried that someone would notice that she was sitting weirdly. Everyone else in the room seemed to be oblivious to her, and focused on their individual tasks. As the minutes passed, however, her arousal was becoming harder and harder to ignore.

Rhine was having a hard time dealing with his arousal. He’d sat up straight, and was browsing through pictures of topless women on his phone. Sitting up straight allowed him to better conceal the fact that he was fully erect, his penis straining against the front of his slacks. He wasn’t sure what to do. He knew he couldn’t keep browsing porn on his phone for the next six and a half hours, but he desperately wanted to jack off. He wasn’t entirely sure he could get rid of this horniness without doing so. He felt overheated, and he couldn’t seem to stop himself from looking at porn. He was terrified of any of his coworkers finding out what he was looking at.

That weird, cinnamon-smelling aphrodisiac had completely mixed with the air in the room. The shitty ventilation system, which was supposed to make sure that each room had a circulation of fresh air, had completely deteriorated to the point where air didn’t really circulate all that well. Instead of being pushed out of the building by moving air, the dense aphrodisiac in the lab instead sank through the vents and nearly all of it was deposited into the IT room in the basement, which happened to be directly below the lab. It had made everyone in the room thoroughly aroused, and now everyone was focusing as much as possible on making sure the others didn’t realize they were ludicrously horny. Lune had turned off Skyrim, and was instead staring at the Google home screen with his head in his hands trying not to think about his huge, rock-hard cock which strained painfully against his tight gray slacks. Despite the fact that they were all horny, all of them thought that they were alone in their struggles.

Saffron was always well dressed. Today she had on a black blazer and matching pants with a white undershirt. It was usually a little colder in the basement than the rest of the building, but today she was way too hot. She sat up and hastily removed her coat, but as she held it in her hand her mind felt fuzzy. She wanted to put it on the back of her chair, but in a lapse of judgement she just tossed it on the floor beside her desk. Through her white button down shirt Rhine and Vessara could see the outline of her black bra, and she realized this immediately. She didn’t fix it though. The idea of people staring just made her feel more flustered. No matter what she did she couldn’t get the horny thoughts out of her head. Her large breasts heaved as she breathed heavily, hoping nobody would notice that her nipples were stiff as a board, despite how much she liked being seen.

Rhine was struggling. He was uncomfortable sitting down, and wanted nothing more than to release his penis from the tight confines of his tan pants. He was nervous about how hard he was, and he desperately did not want to be seen. He looked over at Vessara. He thought about how pretty she was, how much he loved that skirt, and how much he wanted to… Rhine shook his head like an Etch-a-Sketch. Vessara was just minding her own business, probably working on something important, and here he was, sitting here with a raging boner acting like a creep. He felt embarrassed. He looked at Saffron, and his eyes immediately zeroed in on her breasts. He could see her bra through her shirt. It took so much effort but he was able to avert his gaze. It didn’t help though, as he couldn’t stop thinking about her pretty blue fur, or her fat ass, or her… he realized how much his dick hurt, stuck inside its prison. He looked over at Lune, and—

Bonk. The room’s attention was shifted to Rhine, who’d just knocked his full coffee off the desk. He forgot he had a coffee. It was room temperature by now—well, more accurately it was rug temperature. Rhine looked down in terror as the cappuccino soaked into the ancient, gray carpeting. Everyone (except Rhine) breathed a sigh of relief individually, knowing that they were no longer the center attention; each of them had worried that their coworkers had noticed them acting oddly. Of course, nobody had been paying attention to anything but their own bodies—up until now.

Rhine stared down at the coffee on the ground. He did not want to pick it up. His boner would be so obvious; he’d die of embarrassment! Time was ticking, and the coffee was slowly soaking deeper into the shitty, paper-thin carpet. He figured his boner would be best hidden if he was on his hands and knees, so he got down on all fours and crawled out from behind the desk over to where the coffee was. He looked like an idiot, but he would rather his coworkers saw him as an idiot than have them think he was watching porn.

“Hey, Lune, do you think you can grab me some paper towels?” Rhine said, nervously, with a small laugh to make himself seem so foolish for having forgotten to grab paper towels before getting on the floor. He wanted it to seem that he didn’t get them now because he was already on the floor and therefore it was easier to ask Lune to provide the paper towels. Surely, it was a perfect line of overthinking that would fool everyone.

Now Lune was panicking. Rhine had just committed him to retrieving paper towels, despite Lune’s handicap of having a fat cock that was bulging out of his pants. Lune did not want to stand at all, because then everyone would see the huge bulge in his pants and they would think he’s a pervert. Obviously, everyone would assume that Lune got a hard on seeing Rhine on the floor, with his fat, plump, feminine, rabbit ass sticking out and assume that Lune was a creep for being turned on by that. But if he didn’t get Rhine the paper towels he looked like an asshole. The air in the room felt heavy as fuck, and there was a pregnant pause as Lune looked down at Rhine.

“Oh, yeah, sure, one sec,” Lune said. Internally, he was terrified. He stepped out from behind his desk, on the side away from Rhine, and tried to keep his hand casually hung in front of his pants. He quickly turned to have his ass facing most of the way out towards the room so no one would see his issue. He grabbed the paper towels off a shelf near the entrance, and turned his torso towards Rhine.

“Here, catch,” Lune said, awkwardly, tossing the paper towels at Rhine, missing completely. The paper towels rolled towards Saffron. “Sorry about that.”

Saffron stared down at the roll of paper towels. She knew she should probably get them for Rhine, but she didn’t want to stand up. With her ass planted firmly against the chair, she was worried that her aching, needy pussy had produced a wet spot on her black pants. She didn’t want to look rude. She stood up anyway.

“Here, let me get that for you,” she said, crouching down to give Rhine the towels. She decided to stay on the floor and help him clean up. She was worried it would seem rude to not.

Lune stood awkwardly in the corner, pretending to admire some kind of trinket on one of the shelves. He was standing far too close to the wall to appear normal, but he hoped no one would notice. His dick was so hard it hurt. Worse, his whole body was hot. He was starting to sweat. Worse yet, the precum had formed a very visible wet spot on his pants. He tried to suavely readjust his boner but his dick was so sensitive the very motion of it rubbing between his body and his pants made him crave release more than ever before in his life. It wasn’t just that he had to cum; he needed it. He was worried that if he didn’t cum soon he might develop some kind of health complication. He was genuinely contemplating going to the toilets, but he really did not want to jack off in a communal bathroom.

“Hey, um, Lune, are you okay?” Saffron said, standing up. Rhine swore he could smell arousal with Saffron standing up. It was something he’d only ever definitively smelled once or twice before, and even then only at a very close range. He doubted himself, but he was confident (and hopeful) that that was the smell of arousal.

“Oh, ha, um, yeah, I’m fine,” Lune responded, his gruff voice audibly nervous.

“Are you sure? You’re sweating,” Saffron pointed out. She squeezed her thighs together.

“Am I? I-I hadn’t noticed,” Lune responded, not turning to look at her. He was almost shaky with nervousness. “I guess it did get kinda hot in here.”

“Yeah, now that you mention it, I’m kinda warm,” Saffron said, unbuttoning the top few buttons of her blouse. As much as she wanted to not be horny, she, just like everyone else in the room, couldn’t help but want more. Letting her cleavage poke through just made her that little bit more horny. It all served to make her just a tiny bit less satisfied: even if she was more aroused now, she was just as far from release as she was when she started.

Rhine, sitting below Saffron, felt like he was going insane. This woman who he found so pretty stood right above him—her large, curvy ass and giant, pillowy hips right there in front of his eyes. He could feel precum leaking into his underwear, his dick straining against his pants. He stared at the underside of her soft, large breasts, his mind awash with lustful thoughts that he would never dare say aloud. He wanted her on top of him. He wanted her to crush him. He wanted her to dominate him, to own him, to make him her bitch. He wanted her to—

She reached out her hand.

“Gosh, I’m so sorry I didn’t help you up,” she said, feeling embarrassed at how foggy her brain was getting. It was such a little thing, but she worried that it was some kind of grievous oversight—the kind of thing that would make everyone in the office less fond of her. Of course, she didn’t know that no one else was paying attention.

Rhine watched her soft, azure-blue hand reach down to him like it was in slow motion. He looked at it for two long, agonizing seconds before finally grabbing her hand. His heart was pounding. He felt a wave of heat wash over his body.

“Are you alright?” Saffron asked Rhine as he stood. His mouth was slightly agape and his eyes were wide as he stared at her. Saffron didn’t really care how either Lune or Rhine was really feeling; she had her own problems.

“Rhine? Are you—o-oh my…” Saffron said as she stepped back a little bit and noticed the very prominent boner in the front of Rhine’s tan slacks and the little wet spot that had formed at the tip. Rhine snapped back into reality, his mind still a little drunk off lust.

“No no Saffron it’s not what you think! Really, I-I’m so sor—”

Saffron cut him off.

“No, it’s perfectly fine,” she said, getting close to him and talking quietly (but not as quietly as she thought). Her brain was going mad; she might have found the key to fixing this awful heat she was in! She grabbed his tie, and pressed herself against him, getting ready to whisper in his ear.

It was too much. Her thigh pressed against his, and the slightest movement set him off. He felt a rush of pleasure through his body as he came, the seed staining his pants. But it wasn’t enough. It wasn’t at all satisfying. Saffron felt the wetness against her hip.

“Did you..?” she asked, a little disappointed.

“I’m so sorry I couldn’t help it! I don’t know what it is but I feel like I’m in heat or something! I can’t think straight and I’ve been ridiculously aroused for like the past hour and a half! It’s awful!” he said in her ear, his voice shaky as his dick was still pumping cum into his pants.

“Wait,” she said, pulling away from him with her hands on his shoulders. “You’ve been experiencing that too? I thought it was just me!”

“Me too,” Vessara said, meekly. She had been listening the whole time. She didn’t want to move from her seat because she was worried about a wet spot; she had instead decided to try to play games on her computer to forget about her heat entirely. It didn’t work.

“Wait, what?” Saffron said, bewildered. “Lune,” she called out.

“Y-yeah?”

“Weird question, but have you been ridiculously horny? Like, for the past hour?”

“Um… yes,” He said, shyly.

“So have we,” she said, already unbuttoning her shirt all the way.

“Seriously?” he said, turning around. His light gray pants were stretched thin by his enormous cock, and there was a huge wet spot at the tip of his dick.

“Do you guys wanna fuck?” she said, quietly. Lune closed the door.

Fuck they did. Rhine took a minute to recover, and when he did Saffron practically ripped his pants off. Lune bent Vessara over his desk. It was pretty good all around.

But it wasn’t enough. Vessara found Lune to be too big, and it hurt. It makes sense honestly; Lune has an eleven inch dick. Rhine and Saffron were pretty compatible size wise, but something was lacking for both of them. No matter how much they copulated, they didn’t seem to get all the way to orgasm. She needed more than penetration, and he needed more than just penile stimulation. As for Lune, he found that as much as he enjoyed it, he found Vessara too slick to get enough friction going.

“This isn’t working. I desperately need to orgasm but I just can’t. It’s killing me,” Vessara said in exasperation, having just gotten off of Lune. Her pants were fully off, and her womanhood was visibly aroused. It was bright red and practically dripping.

“Same. I literally cannot get over the edge,” Saffron said, still bouncing up and down on Rhine’s dick. Rhine, who was laying on the floor, was kind of dizzy.

“I agree. I want to try something else,” Lune said. His rock hard staff seemed to be the center of attention in the room. He was fully nude, and both Vessara and Saffron were staring at him. As Saffron dismounted Rhine and he sat up, both Saffron and Vessara seemed to look at Lune with big pleading eyes, hoping he could figure out something new that could help everyone’s sore arousal.

Rhine had gotten up and was chugging his water bottle while leaning against his desk, ass out to the room. Lune stared at Rhine’s wide leporine hips and cute rabbit tail and his brain had an idea.

“Rhine, have you ever fucked a man before?” Lune asked.

“Once. It was okay,” he responded.

“I haven’t,” said Lune. “Is it true men are tighter than women?”

“Sure is,” Rhine said, wiggling his behind.

“Does anyone here have lubricant?” Lune asked, feeling nervous.

“I do!” Saffron said, far too excitedly.

“Why do you have that?” Vessara asked as Saffron pulled out a bottle of sexual lubrican.

“Convenience,” she responded.

Lune swiped everything on his desk onto the floor, excluding his laptop which he moved to Rhines desk. With the table clear, he grabbed Rhine by the waist and hoisted him over his shoulder, Lune easily overpowering the comparatively small rabbit.

“Hey, woah, what’s going on?” Rhine asked as he was picked up and then placed semi-gently on Lune’s desk. With Rhine on his back, Lune’s massive knotted penis dwarfed Rhine’s, making the rabbit boy blush furiously. Saffron and Vessara watched from the sides as Lune squirted a far too liberal amount of lubricant all over his own twitching shaft.

“Vess. Saff. Get on,” Lune said, gesturing to Rhine.

Saffron and Vessara followed Lune’s orders as though he were a general. Vessara mounted Rhine’s dick, and Saffron mounted his face. Lune moaned as he pushed his slick cock into Rhine’s hot, wet hole. His initial thrust was met with resistance, but he pulled out and pushed again, harder, groaning as his knot kissed Rhine’s tailhole.

Rhine would’ve been moaning too, had it not been for the fat feline ass that was perched atop his face. Saffron’s face was bright red and her hot breath could be seen as she ground her needy pussy into Rhine’s face. In between thrusts, Rhine would kiss Saffron in all the right places and nurture her aching clit with his tongue.

With every similar thrust into Rhine’s hole, Vessara bounced and moaned on Rhine’s cock. She panted loudly as she bounced up and down, her body steadied by Lune, who had leaned against her back. With one hand he held the table, and with the other he played with her nipple. Saffron took advantage of Vessara’s cute whines and open mouth to kiss her deeply and passionately; the two of them making out as they similarly rode their coworker of three years.

Rhine was in heaven. Saffron’s gigantic ass blotted out all the surroundings as Vessara’s wet pussy milked his dick for everything he had. He felt filled up down below, thanks entirely to Lune’s girthy cock. The way it slid in and out made him feel like a toy and he loved it.

All four of them felt like they should’ve cum a minute or two ago. They’d all made it to that familiar edge, but somehow they kept climbing. It was unlike anything they’d ever felt before. It was a feeling of electric arousal, simultaneous hot and cold; one that fogged your brain and rendered you incapable of speech. Lune huffed, panting loudly as he felt himself reaching what seemed like another edge. He thrust in as hard as he could, squeezing Vess’ nipple as his gigantic knot popped inside Rhine. His mind went blank as he came harder than he ever had before, feeling himself get almost dizzy as his fat nuts pumped into Rhine.

Vessara hit the top too, her vagina tensing against Rhine’s cock as she squirted all over him. Her whole body felt electric as waves of pleasure coursed through her body, numbing her senses and relaxing her muscles. Almost simultaneously with Vessara, Saffron felt herself squirt all over Rhine’s face. She felt herself climax just femtoseconds before she felt the orgasm wash over her body. She felt like she would pass out; she felt the heavenly waves go out through the tip of her tail and the tops of her ears.

Rhine, however, had it the best. The way Lune’s cock felt sliding into his hole was nothing compared to the way Lune’s fat knot felt, and the way it put a constant, throbbing pressure against his prostate. At the same time that his prostate was pounded like putty, he felt Vessara tense around his cock and Saffron squirt all over his face.

He came. He came harder than he ever had before. He felt a wave of pleasure shoot up his spine, down his legs, and out his dick. The orgasm radiated out, curling his toes and shivering his spine. His hips involuntarily bucked as his nuts emptied; his mind felt blank. He came hard enough he was sure his cumshot could’ve broken glass. It fired like a gun.

A few seconds after the most incredible orgasm this stupid town had ever seen, he passed out.

When he woke up, his body felt hot and sensitive to the touch. Normally he would complain about the way his shoulder blades dug into the table, but right now he couldn’t feel them. He tried moving his arms, but he couldn’t. They felt like they weighed a tonne. He wasn’t sure how long he had been out, but it was probably only a few minutes. As for the others, Lune laid against the wall on the floor, and Vessara was slumped against him. Saffron was lying on the floor. The room still smelled like cinnamon.

“Anyone wanna go again?” Saffron asked.