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"Truth."

A collective groan filled Fang's living room, and Boony chuckled at the girls rolling their eyes all around him. Fang, the wolf's cousin, ran her paw irritably back through her long, pale gray hair. "You have to pick Dare sometime, Renee. The game isn't called 'Truth or Truth.'"

Renee, the bat in question, crossed her arms in front of her chest and shrugged a shoulder, trying to look indifferent. "I will, I promise, but this turn I'm going with Truth again."

"And again, and again, and again," a white fox chimed in with a smirk. Voodoo always liked to tease, but she sounded more amused with Renee than annoyed.

"Fine," Fang said, folding her arms, as well. "Truth again, then. If you could do anything at all to Boony right now, what would it be?"

Renee looked over at Boony, and he found himself blushing. He wasn't usually all that shy, but being the only male in a room full of attractive girls had him unusually self-conscious right then. The fact that Renee was the only one of them all to still have all her clothes on wasn't helping things. The fact that Boony's snug briefs, the last of his own clothes, were stretching around the start of a firming erection only made matters worse.

Renee glanced away from him after a couple moments, and her wings started to curl around her, but they did nothing to hide her own blush. She muttered something unintelligible, but that wasn't good enough for Fang, even though the black wolf, sitting closer to the other girl, seemed able to make it out easily enough. "Speak up, woman, we can't hear you," she encouraged with an ornery grin.

The bat huffed an embarrassed breath and told them all, "I'd sit on his face. Happy now?"

Fang's grin was trying to touch both of her ears. "Extremely."

Lounging on her side next to Voodoo, Esmerelda let out a loud guffaw, covering her scaled snout with both hands. Well, Esmerelda's upper body was lying next to Voodoo; the rest of the naga was stretched out along the walls around the entire gathering, her long body filling the edges of the living room.

Leaning back against the naga's scales on the other side of the little nest they'd made of the room's chairs and couch, Alexis snickered and shot Boony a flirty, lopsided grin. "Well, can you blame her? It's such a pretty face."

"All right, all right. Can we move on, now?" Boony shook his head with a laugh, trying not to look directly at Alexis. The hybrid was completely barechested--Boony still wasn't sure what species all made up Alexis's genes, but shi called hirself a woligersune and looked like a black-bellied, orange wolf with a slight feline slant to hir eyes. Curvy in all the right ways, shi was using the tangle of her many fluffy tails as a cushion between hirself and Esmerelda's body. The distraction of hir large bust couldn't keep Boony from noticing the thick bulge filling the hybrid's panties, but he found he didn't mind it all that much.

The other girls were all just as attractive, in their own ways. Renee won the cuteness competition, all pale gray fur and big green eyes, while Voodoo was all lithe wiriness. Esmerelda had even more generous breasts than Alexis, barely contained by a nearly transparent pink bra that did little to conceal the naga's broad nipples.

Then there was Fang. Black furred and gray haired despite her youth, she was Boony's cousin, but the way she kept looking him over, he fully expected her to try something sexual with him before the night was over. It wouldn't be the first time.

"Okay," Renee was saying, tapping her chin. "Esmerelda, truth or dare?"

The grinning naga didn't hesitate. "Dare."

"Just don't dare her to move too much," Fang reminded the bat. "I don't need any more broken lamps."

"I said I was sorry," the buxom serpent told Fang, but the wolf was already waving off Esmerelda's concern, back to watching Boony where he sat next to her on the couch.

"I dare you..." Renee began, drawing out a long pause for dramatic effect, "to cuddle the hell out of Voodoo!"

"Wait a--" Voodoo began, but was cut off by a gleeful "Yes!" by Esmerelda, and the naga's arms swept around the snowy vixen, pulling her into a fierce hug right against the serpent's bra, bunching the cloth around Voodoo's squirming and laughing form. The bra strained visibly, then with a snap the clasp bit the dust and the two pink cups drooped around Voodoo where she was snuggled between the serpent's scaled breasts.

Boony's erection was straining so hard at his boxers, they were tented out far enough that the openings around his thighs were gaping in the front, giving anyone next to him a clear view of his balls and the root of his shaft.

"Alexis, truth or dare?" Esmerelda asked, wrapping around Fang's legs in a gentle coil and making the fox laugh with a few carefully placed tickles.

"Oh, dare, I guess," Alexis replied, grinning and watching the spectacle.

"I dare you to strip Renee naked!" the naga told hir, grinning broadly, drawing a "Wait, what?" from the bat and a gasp from the fox in her squeezing arms and coils. Blinking, Esmerelda loosened her hold around Voodoo's lower body, patting the panting white vixen apologetically between the ears.

Alexis started to get to hir feet, but held up hir hands, tails swaying from side to side in indecision. "I'm not going to do that to her if she doesn't want me to."

Fang leaned back and lifted an eyebrow at the bat. "Renee, speak now or forever hold your peace."

"Um..." the bat declared.

"Um's not no!" And with that Alexis bounded over the coffee table between them and tackled Renee out of the bat's chair, pulling the squealing and laughing rodent's shirt up and over her shoulders and wings. "Boony, truth or dare!" the orange hybrid got out between laughs, pinning Renee onto her belly and sweeping the bat's shorts and panties down her thighs in one swift motion.

"Uh..." Boony eloquently proclaimed. He was vaguely aware it was his turn to say something, but he couldn't stop staring underneath Renee's fully naked tail. "Dare?" he finally managed. How in the world had he gotten himself drawn into this sleepover?

Why in the world was he complaining?

"I dare you to start jacking off!"

"I don't think he needs a dare to do that," Fang quipped, and from the other side of the room, Voodoo laughed her agreement while giving Esmerelda's nipple a playful tweak with her paw.

"All our dares have been steering us in this direction for a while," Voodoo pointed out, grinning at Boony from over her shoulder. "Might as well enjoy yourself, right?"

Boony sighed, looking around at all the girls for someone to come to his rescue, but they all seemed to approve of the dare. He chewed on the inside of his cheek for a moment, actually letting himself look the others over. Fang was wearing skimpy blue lingerie, Alexis was topless, Renee and Esmerelda were naked, and Voodoo--well, nope, now Voodoo was naked, too, thanks to the naga's mischievous hands.

Really, when he thought about it, he had just been waiting for one of them to give him permission.

"Oh, fine," he said with a more melodramatic sigh, pulling his briefs down and tucking them under his overly plump sack. Trying not to pay too much attention to his leering cousin, he started pumping himself up and down, but it only took a few moments before he looked down at himself in confusion. His dick felt...bigger than he remembered, and indeed, it looked several inches longer than it should have been, thicker than it had ever gotten before in his paws. "Fang..." he said slowly.

"Dare," she said immediately.

"No, not that," he grumbled. "Did you put something in that shot of vodka you dared me to drink?"

"Psh, of course not. You think I'd drug my own cousin?"

He met her eyes, still stroking himself off slowly. The thought of Fang dosing him with something wasn't mellowing his arousal at all. If anything, he felt hornier than ever. "Renee, truth or dare?" he abruptly asked.

The nude bat was covering herself as much as she could with her wings, her paws tucked between her legs to hide her groin from view. "Truth?" she replied, predictably.

Just what Boony was hoping for. "What did Fang put in my vodka?"

"No fair!" Fang protested, and within Esmerelda's embrace, the fox girl snickered.

"Told you you shouldn't have let Renee in on it," Voodoo said helpfully.

"Um, a potion?" Renee told Boony. "All she told me is that it would let us all have a whole lot of fun with you."

Fang shot a fake glower at the bat. "Traitor. You owe me now, you know that, Renee?"

Renee just nodded, and as shy as she was pretending to be, a small smirk was still pulling at the corner of her mouth. "So Boony? Truth or dare?"

Sighing again and still rubbing up and down his erection, which seemed to be swelling even bigger with each throb, he answered, "Oh, might as well, at this point. Dare."

"Okay..." Renee chewed on her lower lip, caught a glance from Fang that Boony only barely noticed, and told him, "I dare you to let Fang do whatever she wants with you."

He gave the bat a deadpan stare. "Whatever she wants? That's kinda vague."

Fang folded her arms under her bra and tilted her head at him coyly. "Are you saying you want to quit now?"

He stared at her for a few moments, but the sight of her there, next to naked with her legs crossed and a flirty smile on her face, didn't make him want to quit anything. She was deliberately pushing her boobs together with her upper arms, and he knew it.

Boony tried to glare at the other girls, finding them all watching him attentively, some eyes on his face, others glued to his swelling shaft. "The lot of you were all in on this, weren't you?"

Voodoo smirked at him. "Are you quitting or not?"

He leaned back on the couch and gave his cousin a look that dared her to do her worst. "I'm not a quitter," he told her smugly.

Her grin grew even broader, and she hopped off the couch to reach underneath it, her paws coming out with a large bottle of lube and what looked like a two foot, cylindrical metal pole. Boony's ears laid back, and he pursed his lips nervously. That was a sounding rod, and he recognized it, but it was more than an inch thick, bigger than any he'd ever seen before. Certainly bigger than any in his collection back home.

"Oh god, that face," Fang said, laughing and moving next to Boony on the couch. She reached toward him and boldly wrapped her fingers around his tip. Or at least as much of his tip as she could grip around. "Don't worry. You're gonna love this."

"Fang, that thing is three times..." He glanced down at his still growing cock. "...Twice as long as my dick."

"What's your point?" his cousin asked while uncapping the lube with a thumb and squeezing it out over the top of the metal rod, letting it smear down over the length of that far-too-thick pole. "Just means I'll have a good handle to really get into it."

"Oh gods," Boony muttered, but he wasn't quite ready to stop her. He was only getting even more turned on by the thought of it.

A hush came over the room, all the girls watching raptly as Fang touched the cool tip of the sounding rod to Boony's crown, sliding it in a slow spiral around the curve of his cock's head until she homed in on his piss slit. When the metal surface touched that most sensitive of places, his entire shaft flexed, spurting out a big dollop of pre, and that easily, the sounding rod was inside him.

He gasped through gritted teeth, claws digging into the cushion by his hips. It was only in an inch at first, but Fang wasn't wasting any time, teasing him only a moment by twisting the rod slightly from side to side before slipping it in farther. The burning stretch he was used to, but it was more intense than he'd ever felt it before, spreading down his shaft and out through his crotch until his whole body felt like it was about to burst into flames. He was hyperventilating, gripping ever harder at the couch cushion to keep himself from grabbing Fang's arms.

Damn, but this felt good.

Boony had his eyes screwed shut, but he looked down at what his cousin was doing when she murmured, "Holy shit, you're getting even bigger."

"I thought that's what your potion was supposed to do to him," Alexis said, and Boony groaned. They really were all in on it.

"Well yeah, but I thought it was done."

Fang was right. Boony's erection was swelling longer and fatter even as he watched, each throb tugging the sounding rod deeper at the same time as engorging his shaft, making it reach closer and closer to Fang's paw. Her free hand was groping down the belly of Boony's member, feeling the bulge of the rod filling his urethra until she reached the top of his swollen ballsack. "These are getting bigger, too," she added, giving one of the other wolf's nuts a squeeze and a jostle that drew an audible slosh from inside it. She leaned back, staring at his wobbling scrotum, then grinning up at his face. "This is gonna be so much fun."

He knew from her expression that that was supposed to be her cue to start using her sounding rod like a butter churn, but when she tried to pull the thing up for a good thrust, Boony's penis clenched harder and tugged the rod in the other direction. Fang frowned, getting a better grip on the slippery metal pole, but it just slid through her fingers all the same when Boony's erection convulsed around it again with another gulping clench.

Boony felt his claws puncture the couch cushion, and when he pulled his shaking hands up, tufts of ripped fabric followed them. One of the girls cried out, "Oh my god!" but he didn't know who, and he didn't care. His shaft was rippling around that sounding rod, tugging it deeper with each clench, and he could feel it slipping past some internal barrier straight into his left nut until its curved end was making a visible, upside down tent in the bottom of his testicle. Fang had backed off entirely, staring with wide eyes, and Boony could feel that nut stretching farther and farther around the sounding rod, taking on the obscene shape of it, until with a muffled, metallic squeal of protest through his flesh and the fluids sloshing around it, the end of the rod bent in half within his teste, doubling back on itself to make room for the rest.

His gulping erection didn't stop until the whole thing was in his sack, the smooth edges of the bent sounding rod feeling like they would puncture his stretched skin at any moment, but as he sat there panting and staring wild-eyed at the ceiling, that pressure eased, until his left orb merely felt exceptionally full rather than stretched near to bursting. When he looked down, he found his nut completely rounded out again, if quite a bit bigger than it had been. Then fang repeated whoever had said it first. "Oh. My. God." She turned toward the others. "Renee, give me your beer."

"But I like this brand," Renee complained absently, responding by reflex. She was staring at Boony's crotch, just like the others, and barely seemed to have heard the question.

"I'll get you another from the fridge in a minute," Fang said, sounding breathless, and leaned over to pluck the bat's beer from the small table in front of Renee's vacated chair.

Boony saw it coming, but could only get out a worried, "Wait a sec--" before she tugged his shaft horizontal, plugged its slit with the bottle's neck, then released it to let it flex upward again, the beer bottle sticking upright out of its curved glans. It had been half full when Fang got her paws on it, and the alcohol all drained straight down into the wolf's cock, making him tilt his head back with a moan from the unusual sensation. That stuff was cold!

A splurt of creamy white slime gushed into the bottle and coated the inside of the tinted glass. Then the whole neck and an inch of the rest of it disappeared with a pelvic clench from the wolf, and his shaft started gulping it down, too. Boony's ears shot up in alarm when a thought occurred to him. "Fang, if this thing breaks, it could do some real damage!"

"Ah, shit, you're right," Fang muttered, grabbing ahold of the upended bottle and trying to tug it free. Boony's cock tugged harder, though, and in a single gulp, it slipped completely from sight. "Shit," Fang repeated.

Its bulge slipped down at the same time as Boony's dick swelled upward, growing even larger as the beer bottle followed its liquid contents, this time into his right nut. He let out a tortured groan; tortured, because he was feeling so much pleasure and he wanted, needed, to cum, but couldn't bring himself to start jacking off again. The bottle stretched out his right testicle, its outline clear as day, but then that outline began to soften just like the sounding rod had, until his right orb was round and swollen almost as big as the left.

"I can't believe this," Fang murmured, glancing back at the others. "Where's Alexis? We...we need..."

Alexis strode from the kitchen's open doorway, holding an assortment of larger bottles in hir arms. At some point shi had shed the last of hir clothing, and hir erect shaft was wobbling out in front of hir dark-furred lap, long and hard and pink, if not quite as impressive as Boony's had become. "We need what every party needs: Long Island iced tea."

Boony looked back and forth between the hybrid and his cousin, then shook his head. "No. Absolutely not. I don't care if you dare me..."

"I think we're past that," Fang said, grinning broadly and plucking a bottle of rum from Alexis's armful with a clatter of shifting glass. The hybrid had grabbed the full list of ingredients: tequila, triplesec, gin, and rum, along with a larger plastic bottle of lemon juice and a two liter of soda. The vodka was already on the coffee table with an empty shot glass next to it.

Without ado, Fang shoved the rum neck-first into Boony's cock, and his erection eagerly devoured it. She didn't even bother to take the lid off. The tequila was next, then the triplesec and gin, and Boony was already feeling drunk from blinding pleasure, if not from the booze. "Fang, ah! I...I'll get alcohol poisoning or something..."

"Nah, but anyone who gives you head anytime soon might, if they swallow," she said with a lewd grin, a fingertip helping to push the gin bottle down. "And your cum might be a little runnier than usual. But I think I just figured out my mistake when brewing that potion."

"Mistake?" Boony repeated.

"A happy mistake," Fang told him, picking up the open bottle of vodka and waiting for the other assortment of liquors to all get swallowed down into her cousin's scrotum. He could feel them clattering together there, two to each nut, until, after a few moments, the solid rustling softened and gradually oozed together into a single sloshing mess. Then Fang was upending the rest of the vodka right into his insatiable cock's slit.

It was Voodoo who piped up, then. "Wait a sec. Did you just dose Boony's shot glass with the potion, or did you put the potion in the whole bottle?" Her voice sounded a little strained. Esmerelda was really squeezing the hell out of her in that coiling cuddle.

Fang just met Boony's eyes and gave him another of her ornery grins, and he opened his muzzle with a slow, "Ohh no..." He made a grab for the vodka bottle, but was too slow to stop it from getting tugged down into his shaft.

The reaction was almost immediate, Boony's shaft surging up in a wave of growth that dwarfed the first, reaching up to the wolf's chest, then nearly to his shoulders. Already Fang was shoving the lemon juice into his cock, then the soda bottle was straining his entire member, the erection conforming to the two-liter's shape, and the entire way down the plastic bottle was one wrong clench away from bursting. Somehow, though, it stayed intact.

The wolf's balls felt immense between his legs, swelling out with each new bottle and wobbling up over his inner thighs, forcing his knees farther apart. He could only groan, his paws finally returning to his now enormous shaft and stroking up and down its sides.

Fang looked back at the rest of the girls. "Esmerelda, quick, the lamp."

"I said I was sorry," the naga murmured with a heated little moan. With the show Fang and Boony were putting on, she was getting into her fox cuddling a little more than she seemed to realize.

Fang shook her head. "Not that one. The one next to you, that you haven't broken yet."

Renee was already on it, unplugging the vase-shaped lamp and leaving the naga to mouth an "Oh" that turned into another moan. Just what was she doing with Voodoo behind those coils?

The pale-furred bat had the lampshade and light bulb free by the time she handed the mottled blue lamp to Fang. It was a heavy thing, taking two hands for the female wolf to lift, but she hefted it up over the crown of Boony's gigantic member.

"Fang," he said with deliberate emphasis. "That,"--and he pointed a finger firmly at the vaselike lamp--"is not even going to begin to fi-aaahh!"

She had one edge of its base wedged inside his piss slit while he was talking, and by the end, had used her entire body weight to shove the whole thing inside. Boony clenched his eyes shut and threw his head back with a very feral sounding growl. He'd been reaching for the lamp, but his paws closed around his shaft instead and tugged the whole thing up against his chest. He vaguely heard a startled yelp from his cousin, but could pay it no mind, his entire being sparking with burning lightning bolts of pleasure that coursed down his shaft and out through his whole body. His growl turned into a desperate, needy whimper, and he started stroking his arms--not just his paws--up and down his ravenous shaft, feeling the bulge of the lamp slipping down to his root against his chest and belly and within the rubbing circle of his arms.

"Boony," Fang said from close in front of him, but he couldn't stop, and she shouldn't have sounded like she was complaining, anyway. This was her fault. "Boony..." He kept rubbing his furry arms up and down the hypersensitive flesh, feeling it straining around something else behind the lamp. Damn, what was she shoving down it now? His shaft clenched again, tugging this new, slender object deeper as the lamp was deposited in one of his already overfilled testes. Then the new object squirmed again, as it had been the entire time, and Fang shouted from right in front of his face, "Boony!"

His eyes snapped open, and he was looking right into his cousin's panicked, amber gaze. She was nose to nose with him. And her arms were shoved shoulder-deep inside his cock.

He noticed the other girls staring dumbstruck around the room at the two of them, but they were only in his peripheral vision. All he really saw was Fang, her muzzle nearly touching his, her arms giving him so much pleasure, it took everything he had to keep from clenching again and tugging her deeper.

Instead, he locked lips with her in a sudden, impulsive kiss. She gasped, starting to give her head a little shake, but he reached up and held her steady by the sides of her face, his tongue forcing its way into her muzzle. He heard gasps from the others from the incestuous display, but it couldn't last long. A kiss wasn't what he needed right then.

He adjusted his hold on his cousin's face, then shoved her head down between her upper arms, and his cock's straining slit closed around her armpits.

The inevitable clench came, and it sucked her in up to the tops of her breasts. When his erection gulped around her again, it was holding her so tightly, his stretching cum slit pushed her lacy blue bra right off her wobbling breasts, smushing them up against her chest as it rippled around them. He grabbed that bra's back strap in one paw and with a sharp yank, ripped the narrow strap between the two cups and tossed the ruined lingerie to the side. Then he started stroking himself again, watching his cousin disappear farther and farther into his own body. He could feel her wriggling paws slip into his right testicle, patting plaintively at the inner walls of that orb and jostling the softening shape of the lamp that filled the nut next to them.

"Th...that's enough, Boony," Renee said. She'd stood up behind Fang and was shifting her weight from foot to foot, her paws fidgeting in front of her in a blend of worry and arousal. Her wings had unwrapped themselves from around her body, fully exposing her adorably sexy nudity to him, and he groaned as he clenched again around his squirming cousin.

Alexis moved next to Renee, hir eyes wide and muzzle slightly parted with aroused astonishment, but shi nodded hir agreement. "Yeah. That is hot as hell but...you need to let her out, now."

Boony just groaned out a helpless, "Would if I could..." The curves of Fang's hips were straining their way into his undulating tip, the wolfess's gorgeous rump suddenly vanishing with a strong, persistent gulp. He grabbed at her tail with both fists, the best hold he could get around his cousin from that angle, but just couldn't bring himself to pull her free.

"Grab her foot," Alexis told the bat, and together they took ahold of Fang's ankles, lifting the female wolf clean off the couch. "On three..."

"Screw that, start pulling!" Renee said urgently, immediately following her own advice, and Fang gave a nod of agreement where her head was spilling into Boony's scrotum, making his balls both jostle and slosh on top of his thighs.

Together, both bat and woligersune pulled as hard as they could, but the wolf's cock seemed to take that as a challenge, and a fierce--and fiercely erotic--tug of war began. At first neither side made any progress, and Boony had to let go of Fang's tail to throw himself back against the arm of the couch, completely overwhelmed with the straining pleasure of it all. But then an inch of Fang's lower butt began to slip back out into the open, bunched up under the other wolf's gaping, quivering cumslit. Then another inch slid slowly free.

Because Boony's cock was gathering its strength.

It only loosened its hold for those few seconds before a rippling, grasping swallow flowed down its entire length in a powerful wave, taking Fang's legs with it. Both of the other girls cried out in surprise, and Renee actually lost her grip around the wolfess's ankle, but swiftly moved back into position, even if that ankle was now poised to be swallowed down with the rest of the slender lupine. The next ravenous gulp not only drew in the last of Fang's legs, feet, and tail, but collected four tugging paws and forearms at the same time.

"No! Boony, c'mon! Stop it!" Renee cried out, digging her feet into the carpet while Alexis was forced to fall forward over the couch past Boony's legs. Their elbows were already pinned together, and Boony's cock showed no sign of stopping. His ecstasy was reaching so high, he wasn't sure he even wanted it to, anymore.

"One...more...pull..." Alexis said through gritted teeth, getting hir knees under hir for just a moment before the next tug around hir arms yanked her onto hir side.

They were forced to shuffle up against each other, the bat and the hybrid, and Alexis's generous, jiggling busom surrounded Renee's more slender chest. The bat's wings flapped out behind her, then hugged themselves worriedly around Alexis's upper body, squeezing around them both for comfort as Renee braced for what she knew was coming.

The two of them looked up just in time to catch a faceful of precum, the surge of fluids rushing up past their arms and splattering all over their cheeks and muzzles, connecting them together in a slimy, musky web that smelled faintly of booze. One of Renee's eyes were glued shut by the burst of it; both of Alexis's were.

Then their heads were drawn inside, and Boony could feel them panting against his cock's inner walls, making him groan out in desperate need. Renee's wings twitched as their upper edges were tucked in along with the rest of them. She could have used those to flail around and try to escape, but it was just as well; Boony was worried he might have accidentally broken them, as little control as he had over his cock right then. Instead, they kept Alexis and Renee streamlined, though the strain of wrapping around two sets of shoulders had Boony dizzy with the heated tension.

The barrel of his shaft was bigger around now than the rest of him where it wrapped around their upper bodies, that incredibly wide bulge trembling its way down toward his sheath and balls. His member conformed entirely to the shape of Renee's back and wings, their flailing legs going still when they accidentally knocked their knees together. Those squirms kept them rubbing constantly against each other, though, and Boony could feel Renee's squeaked, lust-filled cry when Alexis's bobbing erection caught its tip between her folds and suddenly slipped inside the bat. That quickly, the black and orange hybrid was thrusting in and out of the bat, too overwhelmed by hir own lust to think better of it, and they were jostling together like made while the wolf's member continued to devour them.

He thought it would be over when their shoulders reached his lap. Together they were bigger around than he was, so there was no way for them to go any further, was there? Only, whatever path they traveled down into his balls seemed to bypass his pelvis; the tube of his sheath stretched obscenely around them, some internal barrier quivered, and then they were following their arms into separate nuts, forced apart from one another by Boony's anatomy.

His dick flexed powerfully and swept the two girls' legs straight up in the air, pointing their feet toward the ceiling, and gravity helped it swallow the rest of them down. It was slower going, gulping down two girls at once, but Alexis's humping and Renee's wriggling made it that much easier.

Boony stared at the bulge Alexis's rump made in front of his face, hir many tails flailing around and slapping all over his face and chest. Gods, that hybrid had some wide hips. He slapped his palm against it, grinning through his gasps and pants at the way shi bucked into Renee in response. Moaning, the wolf moved his paws up to two of the woligersune's tails, caressing through the thick fur and watching hir sink deeper and deeper, until hir knees were slipping out of sight. All of those tails were getting pinned together at once, and the stretch was even greater than the two girls' hips had been, but the flexible appendages were mostly fluff, and though the thick fur bloomed out wide past his clenching cock lips, they didn't slow the girls' progress down into his balls.

It wasn't long before nothing but their feet and Alexis's tail tips were twitching out in the open, and Boony paused to nuzzle into the soft mass of that fur, taking in the last of Alexis's scent and bidding a silent farewell to Renee. Then he clenched again, and the last of their bulge began to descend down his throbbing shaft. He watched attentively the entire time, caressing over their shapely legs through his erection's straining pink flesh.

And then, before he knew it, they were each curled up in his balls, Alexis covered in the thick cum that had become of the lamp, a sounding rod, and several bottles while Renee was practically swimming in the cum that used to be Fang. Tucking his erection up against one shoulder with one arm, he reached past it with his other paw, leaning forward to grope and fondle around the shapes of the two girls he could find. Already, the wolf could feel his gurgling orbs begin to work around the two of them, slathering them with the cum already there and rippling around the limbs bulging out his stretched flesh and fur.

Boony could only shake his head with a breathless snort. Fang and her potions.

That was the last sentient thought left to him before he was jacking himself off in a mad frenzy, nuzzling at his pre-glazed tip, kissing and licking around that gluttonous, resealed cum slit while dragging his arms up and down the full length and girth of his erection. More and more pre was fountaining up out of him, plastering itself in clinging ropes to his face, but he didn't care. He just wanted to cum.

The wolf could hear a low, feminine moan from across the room, but he didn't pay any attention to it. He could feel a clench from his scrotum compress further around Renee and Alexis, but soon what was left of their shapes had stopped moving, and ever so gradually the bulges in Boony's sack began to smooth themselves out. Soon there was nothing but roiling, sloshing cum inside them, the entire jiggling mass of his balls spread out over his legs, his ballsack looking like a beach ball full of runny pudding with a subtle crease down the middle, between those wobbling nuts.

Able to hold out no longer, Boony gave himself one last, ferocious pump of his arms up the length of his erection, then threw himself back and out of the way as his enormous balls drew up over his legs, contracting and squeezing around the swirling volumes of semen inside them and abruptly spewing that thick fluid up and through his convulsing shaft.

The first blast hit the ceiling, and the second followed before the first stringy drops could rain down around Boony's overwhelmed form. He just closed his eyes, lay back and stroked over his erupting phallus, letting his cum splatter where it would. He lost track of how many times the quaking spasms would course up the length of his cock, the pleasure blinding and deafening him, his entire body tensed and locked in orgasm. It lasted dozens of seconds, maybe even minutes. When he finally slumped back and started wiping cum from his eyes, he half expected to find an entire day had passed while he was cumming.

There was nothing clean to swipe the clingy semen from his face, but eventually he somehow cleared his eyes enough to peek one open, peering about at a shiny, whitewashed room. Cum was everywhere. It dangled and oozed over every surface, pooling on the carpet in broad puddles. It was splattered in an abstract painting all over the canvas of Esmerelda's scaled body.

Oh. Esmerelda. Boony had forgotten about her, and Voodoo, too.

He squinted with that one clear eye at the naga, who was still moaning out her own pleasure, but wasn't coiled around anyone anymore. It wasn't until Boony's eyes drifted down the more human expanse of Esmerelda's body that he found Voodoo's cum-slathered face gasping from a feminine slit in the naga's scales, the rest of the fox's body making a subtle bulge in the moaning serpent's belly. Voodoo's open mouth was a messy web of semen, the liquid remains of the other girls drooling down from her upside-down lower jaw to her upper while she tried to gulp it down to clear her airways.

And then, with an extra loud moan from Esmerelda, the pearl-colored cum sculpture of the vixen's face was slurped up into the naga's body, and the serpent quivered in her own climax, her hands grasping and twisting at her own engorged nipples. Boony could only watch.

When she came down from her peak, Esmerelda could only look down over herself and the conspicuously missing fox girl. She glanced up at Boony with an embarrassed, half-guilty grin and simply said, "Oops."

"Oops," he breathlessly agreed.

Of all the objects and beautiful women to disappear down the wolf's cock, only one thing managed to escape unmelted, its silky material somehow resisting the influence of his cousin's potion.

Out of nowhere, Fang's lacy blue panties fell from the ceiling and splatted right on top of Esmerelda's head.