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A bit chilly in the room as the lights were off and the sun was already long gone, both Paul and his son Jason were just sitting on the couch enjoying a night in together, the kind they don’t really get to do that often anymore. The tale is as old as time, parents and their kids just grow apart as the kids get older, especially as they go off to college or have to focus on their own family or life instead of the one they grew up in. When things lined up and he did get to spend time with Jason, Paul was always happy to do so. Especially since things had been rather lonely since he and his wife split up. Even so, most of the time was just spent as they sat in front of the TV, enjoying watching some movies together while they both had their own open bottle of beer in front of them, sitting on the table with condensation showing how long it had been since they had started. The first movie of the night was almost over, and Paul had a surprise already lined up for the second move. He was just waiting for the credits to kick in before he got that going. And he didn’t have to wait long, after just a few more minutes that movie was coming to an end as he slowly leaned forward to grab the empty bottle from in front of him and moved to get up. “Let me get another one here. I actually have a surprise I wanna share.” He was a bit cryptic on purpose, Paul grabbing the other empty bottle as he was heading past the table and toward the kitchen with quick, loud steps. Getting up and moving around was actually starting to get a bit troublesome, though even in his older age of late fifties he wasn’t doing himself many favors in regards to his weight. A large black beard on his face and black messy hair, his beer belly was probably the most notable thing about him as the grisled and older man was on his way toward the kitchen. “Oh yeah, like what? I didn’t expect you to do anything special, you know!” Jason called back as his dad moved past, blocking the TV for a moment even if it was just the credits. Being 22 he was no stranger to alcohol, and he would have gotten up and grabbed a couple of bottles himself to save his dad the stress. Even though he had a slimmer build, he still had the same dark hair as his father, though that’s mostly where their similarities ended. They had different tastes in movies and just about anything else. That didn’t stop him from trying to make an effort to see things his dad liked whenever his dad would do the same for him. Paul didn’t answer yet as he set the two empty bottles down into the trashcan, already moving to get into the fridge and having to push a few things out of the way to get toward the ones he stashed in the back behind things. There were only a few things that he really knew his son liked, and imagine his luck when he came across something that they both might enjoy mixing together. While he was more of a beer drinker than his son, Paul knew that Jason tended to like some more flavored alcohol. But this wasn’t just any flavored alcohol. Pulling the six pack out of the fridge, the older man had a slight smile on his face as he slowly took it out toward the living room. He looked over the packaging a bit more, seeing the bright colors and various flavors posted and advertised on the side along with something he never would have seen on a beer bottle. Animated characters. And not just any, but ones from one movie he knew his son enjoyed. Zootopia. He had no idea who the characters were, not having seen the movie before, but he didn’t need to to know it was a good idea to pick it up to surprise his son with. Walking back toward the living room with it, he slowly set it down on the table before moving back toward his chair with a smile. “I know you like that movie, and I’ve never seen it. So we’ll watch it and drink these.” The look on Jason’s face was one more of a suspicious look. He had never heard of a family animated movie doing some sort of deal with any sort of alcohol company… He slowly looked at the packaging more, noticing that each of the bottles seemed to have a different color and flavor to them matching some of the characters in the movie. As he looked closer, it definitely seemed professionally done and proper, even the brand of beer being a mainstream one no one would copy without risking being sued into the ground. “Wow, I didn’t expect anything like this to exist… We don’t have to watch that movie if you don’t want to. I know it’s not your thing.” A slight shake of his head, Paul settled back into his chair as he picked up the remote, already turning off the first film they watched and prepping Zootopia to play. “If it’s that good that you like it I’m sure I will too. I dunno what all those flavors are or anything. Why don’t you pick one for me? Whichever one of those characters you think matches me.” He was half joking when he said that, unsure if anything would really match him as he tapped the buttons on the remote to start setting up the movie. Hearing the request, Jason slowly started inspecting the bottles. There were only six of them, though each one was a different flavor and had a different character on the label. As he was thinking of the characters in the movie, he had to take a second to see which ones were actually available to pick from. Of course, he didn’t want to insult his dad by offering him one and getting some sort of reaction that was just on the surface level, so when he thought about some characters he quickly put that out of his mind. Looking between all of the bottles, one definitely stood out to him compared to the others to hand to his father. “Here, I think this one is for you.” Reaching over to grab the bottle and looking at the label a bit as the movie had just started playing, he saw that it was the one for Bogo, not actually knowing yet that the cape buffalo was the chief of police. He could see the police uniform, and the somewhat grizzled look, so he was happy with it as the opening scenes of the movie were starting to play. “Some sort of police officer? I like the look of him.” The soft sound of the carbonation leaving the bottle came through as he got it open, looking over toward Jason. “Which did you pick?” Jason held up the bottle of his choice, showing the heavyset cheetah Clawhauser on the side. “This big guy is really cute. You’ll see.” He had a smile as he said that, getting his own bottle open as the movie was getting underway. Pushing the rest of the bottles off to the side, he was quick to bring the bottle up to his lips and take a slow swig. The flavor was really something, a deep orange flavor that mixed with the beer and seemed a bit lighter. As he swallowed it, he couldn’t help but feel a tingling or warming sensation as it went down, causing him to blink a bit and look over the bottle again. His dad was having about the same reaction, taking a drink from the bottle and feeling it tingle a bit on the way down. The flavor of his was drastically different, some kind of grape of some sort that was really pleasant for his palette. But it was beyond that, slowly taking another look at the bottle before noticing Jason was doing the same thing. “This stuff is pretty good…” Almost not even thinking about it, he lifted it back up to his lips and took another drink of hit, only feeling that tingling sensation spreading further out from his core this time as it went down. “Yeah, kind of… tingly?” Not really knowing how to put it, but not exactly looking for the right word, all he wanted to do was take another swig of the stuff, quickly starting to feel that sensation stronger. It was especially so around his throat, but was slipping deeper into his chest and sides, not to mention lower. While it wasn’t something he could immediately explain, it was something he couldn’t help but still want more of, going to take another drink of it rather quickly, and more quickly than he might have with any other alcohol. Paul was doing just the same thing, getting another drink after drink before half of the bottle was already gone. He wanted that pleasurable tingling to spread further through him, feel it in him as it made him almost squirm in his seat a bit. Soon feeling it slipping down his legs and into his toes, through his arms and into his fingers, he couldn’t help but let out a slight huff as it was definitely being felt in his crotch. Letting go of the remote, he was quick to grab at himself, adjusting his junk slightly as he could feel arousal starting to kick in a bit. “I wonder what they put in this stuff…” Not seeming to really hear or want to answer, Jason was too busy dealing with the same desire himself. He was quite a bit more open about it though, actively rubbing over his crotch through his clothes as he was getting rather heated quickly just from drinking that branded beer. Not even paying attention to the TV, that tingling was only getting stronger as he took another swig, starting to feel more than just tingling as he let out a low huff. It was almost like swelling, feeling his body suddenly getting thicker and heavier on his frame as he could have sworn it looked like his shirt had something under it. If he had looked over toward Paul, he might have known what it was exactly. As that feeling of warmth was growing, Paul could suddenly feel his shirt getting tighter as an itchy sensation was spreading through his skin. While it was subtle at first, it was quickly getting heavier even though he didn’t seem to mind it at all. It felt rather natural to feel the muscle on his body getting heavier, watching fur starting to sprout from his skin down his arms and up toward his neck as it washed over his chest. All he did was take another heavy swig, not realizing it was the last he could take as the entire bottle was already empty within moments of opening it. The soft sounds of ripping fabric were already starting to fill the room as Jason let out soft huffs while he still touched at his crotch. It wasn’t just the fur though, already starting to feel rather bloated and heavy as his shirt was coming apart at the seams just as fast as his pants were starting to become undone. He just let out a low groan as his shirt was fully ripped off his chest, revealing a light, cream color on his chest and belly while golden fur with brown spots appeared on his swelling arms and back. His previously lithe body was looking heftier by the second, his beer also empty as he couldn’t hold onto it while feeling his fingers get thicker and nails push out into claws. In the chair next to him, his dad wasn’t having any easier of a time holding onto his empty bottle either, suddenly feeling the glass slipping out of his grip as it felt like his hands were fusing together slightly. He could feel and see the pointer and middle finger, along with his ring and pinky fingers turning into larger digits, the ends of them getting darker and thicker looking sort of like a hoof while his thumb was doing the same. Even though that should have startled him, he didn’t seem to be that upset about it, almost like it felt better that way or it was the way it was supposed to be. His other hand staying on his crotch and squeezing over it more, he could feel his clothes also getting close to ripping apart, his shoulders feeling broader by the second as his crotch felt particularly tight. Tightness wasn’t a problem for Jason, mainly because the rest of his pants and clothes had already ripped off because of his fattening body. He used that changing hand as paw pads appeared on his palm so slowly brush away what tatters of it were left on him, revealing that heavily thick and golden fur across his heavyset form. A slight pressure came from behind him, feeling a tail starting to push out from above his rump cheeks and making him squirm a bit in his seat as his hand was already just slowly grabbing and rubbing over his hard length. It stayed about an average size though, softly throbbing against his touch. He had to shake his head slightly as his vision got a bit blurry for a moment, starting to feel his hair giving way to that fur and feeling his nose pushing out more while his eyes just felt like they were getting sharper, ears moving up toward the top of his head. It only took a few moments more before the same loud ripping noise came from where Paul was sitting, tattered clothes pushed away as his swelling length was now out in the open. Throbbing proudly and larger than before, he grabbed and squeezed at it as he felt his face rearranging, able to see his legs feeling slightly different as they were changing configuration at the same time. His toes turning into strong hooves, there was some discomfort in his head as it felt like his skull was splitting, horns slowly pushing up from his temple in a big way. Mouth and jaw pushing out, his nose flattened on the end of his new muzzle as it came in, curved horns slowly coming into place as he was starting to look more and more like the character from the bottle he just drank. Licking over his lips while that heavy desire and pleasure was still surging through him from the beer, Jason slowly rubbed over his large belly as his other hand squeezed at his hard length. He soon had a muzzle and ears on the top of his head, cheeks swelling out to the sides as his feet and toes were fast to turn into paws. He didn’t need a visual aid to know who he looked like, even starting to feel his mind somewhat rewire or split as he couldn’t help but think himself as not just Jason, but as Clawhauser himself. Looking over toward the chair next to him, he was surprised to see not his father, but chief Bogo sitting there grabbing at an impressively sized length. Blushing deeply, he opened his mouth for the first time, his voice coming out a lot different than before. “Whoa, dad, these beers are great! You look just like Bogo!” As the rest of the changes were settling in, now looking much larger and broader, Paul looked over toward where his son was sitting while blinking a few times. “Clawhauser? Wait, are you Jason? How do I know who Clawhauser is and that my name is Bogo? God I’m so horny…” His mind racing a mile a minute as it felt like his head was being filled with knowledge he had no right having, he slowly moved to try and stand up from his chair, a hand still on his length as he couldn’t help the need to stroke at himself. And for some reason, looking at the fat cheetah nearby only made him want to stroke at it more. “You look good…” Clawhauser was quick to let out a slight chuckle as he heard that, blushing a bit even at the words as his own arousal was also somewhat guiding his thoughts. He couldn’t help his eyes slowly moving toward Bogo’s length, seeing just how large it was and being stroked over as something told him that it should be in his ass… “You look great too, dad - er chief.” The thoughts and memories were still getting mixed and melded together as he spoke, unsure of which word to use in that moment as he just stared at that length while his own changes were settling in. Still slowly stroking at himself, he was hoping to be asked more than just how he looked. A thought that Bogo seemed to also get at the same time. The first step was a bit shaky, as if he had forgotten to move in his own body before it all came rushing back to him. He soon was right up next to the fat cheetah, putting a hand on those ears and giving some soft scratches as he let his length just throb proudly in the air, drops of pre falling off it as he had a smile looking at Clawhauser. “I see where you’re looking. Why don’t you turn around for me and I’ll help us both out?” As if he just had a bag of chips or box of cookies dangled in front of his face, Clawhauser lit up immediately, quickly scrambling cutely on the couch before getting on all fours and raising his fat rear up into the air. His tail straight up, showing off his hefty rump cheeks, he had already reached a hand underneath himself to grip at his hard shaft and stroke it past his belly while he looked back. “I’ll do my best chief! You can count on me! I’m ready!” Something in the back of his mind thought this was kind of strange, and that he would never do something like this before, especially with his father. But that felt far away now, like a distant memory, and his arousal was too strong to ignore. That same slightly nagging voice was happening to Bogo as well, as if he was forgetting something, but it was hardly his focus right now. All he wanted to do was step up closer and grab at that heavy rear, which is exactly what he did. He slowly massaged over those cheeks while he guided his shaft between them, feeling that soft fur against his crotch and balls as he was rather rough in how hard and quickly he punted his cock tip against that rear opening. The loud huff that came from both of them showed that it was a nice roughness though, already trying to start pushing that length more roughly in. “Mmh, your soft ass feels great against me… Just gotta get it in…” Whether it was the tingling pleasure still lingering across his body or his actual enjoyment, Clawhauser couldn’t really tell the difference between the two in that moment as he could feel his hole being slowly pressed at. Being so heavily aroused and needy, he couldn’t help but press back, letting out a low groan as his ring finally gave. Feeling that shaft slowly slip in while the heartier, deeper grunts came from behind him, he enjoyed each rough shove the cape buffalo made while pushing his length in deeper. The throbbing length slipping in deep and easily, Clawhauser’s moans were markedly louder as he enjoyed that length going in him wordlessly. Bogo had things to say though, hands still slowly running over those hefty rump cheeks as he strived to push in as deep as he could. “Mmh… So nice and soft to push against… To think you’re my son…” That last thought made his shaft throb a bit stronger, spurting out some precum into that passage as he was soon pressed up fully inside. And he didn’t stop there, already slowly pulling back before thrusting back in as he kept those hips held tightly in place. He was fast to start the fucking proper, no doubt from the feeling of just how heavy and full his balls were and wanting to empty them into that warm, soft butt that had been presented to him so readily. Stroking at himself faster underneath his back legs, Clawhauser moaned softly into the couch as he tried to press back into each of the thrusts, so overtaken by the pleasure and giving into it. His blush only became deeper at that comment, his insides and hole squeezing tightly on the shaft as it pistoned in and out of him. At this rate, he wasn’t going to last very long at all, the way that larger length dragged and rubbed over his prostate. Though, he didn’t expect Bogo would either, especially with how fast and rough he was being. “Ah… Fuck… Chief, I’m getting close already…” A sentiment Bogo shared plenty of, his length throbbing wildly and his balls already starting to tighten more while he could feel his orgasm coming on soon. Leaning over the cheetah more, he made more shallow, rough thrusts as he got closer. He even moved one of his hands down lower, going to softly rub over the feline’s furry sack as his own slapped up against the back of them with each rough movement. “I’m gonna fill you, officer… Cum, that’s an order!” The very second those words reached his ears, Clawhauser let out a loud moan, quickly hitting his peak as his cum started to soak the couch they were on. In that very moment, he could feel the tingling starting to go away with his orgasm, but a lot more than just that was happening. Only a part of him fully registered that the world around him seemed to be flickering, noticing the volume of the TV playing the movie starting to go away as he couldn’t focus on where he was, not that it was something he wanted to focus on. He was too busy enjoying his orgasm to notice the room was changing. Rhythmic squeezing and clenching from the cheetah cumming heavily sent Bogo off as well, thrusting in hard one last time before letting out a loud moan of his own. His seed blasted into that hole, quickly painting that passage in his spunk while some of it backfired out around his length. Leaning and pressing his body up against Clawhauser’s, he barely noticed the room was changing as well as he enjoyed one of the strongest orgasms of his life, crotch pressed tightly up against that rear as he emptied his balls. He grabbed onto the cheetah, pulling him close and tight and sliding down to rest on the couch as he could feel a heavy drowsiness setting in. “That felt amazing… But I’m so tired…” Words falling on deaf ears, Clawhauser was way ahead of the cape buffalo, not looking at the room changing around them anymore as his eyes were already shut and falling into a slumber. The entire ordeal left him completely sapped of energy, just happy to idly snuggle into the arms of the chief and rest on the couch as both of them fell into a deep sleep. ___ Light streamed in through the windows of the chief's office as daylight was starting to make the two of them stir while snuggling up on the couch along the far wall. They had rested all night there in the Zootopia Police Department, the noise of the city starting to pick up after the night as things were just starting to get going around the city. That wasn't the thing that woke the two of them up though, just enough to cause Bogo to stir before he suddenly let out a long, loud fart as Clawhauser's and his eyes opened wide with the noise. Instantly waking the both of them up, Clawhauser was then quick to do the same, releasing another loud blast of gas with the chief still pressed up behind him. It caused both of them to let out a slight, nervous chuckle as they slowly started to stretch and move to sit up on the couch. “I guess we slept all night… Were we in my office the whole time…?” Everything seemed rather groggy for Bogo, before he suddenly let out a long belch as well. He was feeling rather bloated and gassy, wondering if it had something to do with what he drank the night before as his memory seemed so fuzzy and hazy. As things came back to him, both sets of memories of being Bogo and Paul seemed to be in place, if the ones of being Bogo were more front and center. “At least we had a good time.” Clawhauser was quick to chuckle at that, nodding as he leaned up against the cape buffalo a bit before moving to push his muzzle close toward the chief's. “That we did. Hard to believe you were my dad last night and now all of a sudden we're here in Zootopia…” Not really finishing the thought, he slowly leaned in more and planted a deep kiss on the taller animal, pushing his tongue in as his bad breath mingled with the other. That before might have been something he wasn't happy with, but for some reason now it felt fine, even nice to get a whiff of. Giving a slight pat to the secretary's back, Bogo was happy to keep the kiss going for a second before he slowly broke it off to speak. “I'm glad I got to do it with you, though. I feel pretty good. Ready to tackle the day…” As he thought about that, he realized exactly what time it was, and that a lot of the officers would be coming in and getting ready for the daily briefing he wasn't at all prepared for. Not to mention completely naked in his office with Clawhauser sitting right next to him. “We better get ready here before someone comes in.” A slight blush across his muzzle, the cheetah nodded a bit before stretching out and going to stand up. He slowly moved over toward one of the cupboards on the side of the room, opening it up and pulling out two uniforms in exactly the right size and throwing one toward Bogo as he quickly started to try and stuff his legs into the pants. “Right chief! We'll have to catch up later. I need to get back to my desk to make sure I can have some snacks in my belly - I mean greet people as they come in!” Giving a sheepish chuckle as he said that, he was moving rather quick to put his shirt on as well, even if it didn't quite fit him and the buttons were bulging out. Bogo was very used to seeing how motivated Clawhauser got when it came to food, already getting his spare uniform on and moving to head behind his desk while he did eye the cheetah making his way out of the door. “And Clawhauser, make sure you come see me before you leave so we can plan something more.” He gave a wink as he said that, looking back down toward the papers on his desk as he tried to get ready for the day. “You got it, chief!” With a wink and a thumbs up, Clawhauser stepped out and shut the door behind him, already making his way toward his desk.