Roofers
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Charlie Labrador belongs to Mr. Labrador.
Segremores is me.
All other characters belong to me.
Roofers, the Hyper-rape drug.
by Segremores Moon, a commission for Mr. Labrador
Markets of the time had always been so flooded with different drugs and enhancements. Not all of them were completely legal, but many of them were in wide and common usage. The 1960's brought about the designer drug known as "roofies," used in small doses as a tranquilizer that made one feel drunk and pleasant without the alcoholic side effects. Of course, in high enough doses, this drug was also used as a sedative, which could knock out a prospective lay and make them susceptible to all the perpetrator's advances.
Decades later, after this chemical had fallen out of favor with the general populace (and the law), a new drug hit the dating scene. Unlike a roofie, this new drug was a massive stimulant, which dumped loads of different sexual hormones into the bloodstream. It definitely relaxed, but it also had some other interesting... side effects. With it came strange urges and hungers followed by stimulated growth of certain areas of the body. Continual usage would make the drug's effects permanent. The chemical was called "Roofers."
*****
Charlie Labrador was having a grand old time that night. It had been a while since he had seen his dragon friend, the big one with grayish/bronze scales, red wings and ear membranes, black horns, and those lovely green eyes that smiled along with his face almost constantly. It had been almost a year since he had seen the dragon last, and it had been just enough time for the dragon, which he nicknamed Remi, to blow up into a nicely-muscled specimen of male.
Charlie glanced over his pal as the other talked about something relevant to their conversation, blushing a little as he thought of how sexy it was to see the dragon's muscles move under his skin through that tight shirt of his. He also blushed at the thought of how long it had been, and the fact that the dog had basically been away due to laziness on his part.
Out of the blue, Remi called him up and invited him to his favorite restaurant. Charlie had no choice but to agree to indulge in one of his favorite vices. You see, the dog was quite the eater, and his impressive bulk was a tribute to it. He absolutely filled his chair, his big rump supported by a pair of hips that were perfect for his form, nice and wide. His pear shape rolled with fat bulges that settled on his form in a way that made him look cuddly instead of grotesque. He was known for his shape amongst his friends, known for being an amazing cuddler as well as a world-class friend.
The meal was almost over, all three courses of it. This fact left the dog mighty disappointed, given that he was a big eater, but he'd survive, especially since it had all been purchased on Remi's generosity.
"What are you thinking about?" the dragon's deep voice suddenly asked, cutting into Charlie's thoughts and making him blush as he realized he hadn't been paying attention to Remi for the past few minutes.
"Oh, uh, nothing!" he replied quickly, dabbing a napkin across his snout with a sheepish grin as the dragon chuckled a little, signaling one of the serving staff over.
"How about one last drink before we head out for the night, I think it's getting pretty late," Remi said in his rumbling, pleasant voice. Charlie agreed with a smile of his own and they ordered a couple more drinks from the raccoon girl that came by. They didn't have to wait long before she came back with their liquid indulgences, but the dragon intercepted her by taking hold of both with a smile and politely asking for the check to shoo her away.
"I hope we get to do this again sometime soon," Charlie offered conversationally, waiting patiently for the dragon to hand him his drink. He became momentarily distracted by a burst of laughter which issued from a nearby table, just long enough for the dragon to suddenly slip something into the dog's drink without him noticing.
"I do too, Charlie, it's been too long and I've definitely missed the quality cuddling your chub has to offer," he chuckled again, offering the dog's drink to him, then offering a small toast and a clink of glasses when it was accepted.
The big pair downed their drinks in one gulp, as two furs of size normally did, clacking their empty glasses down on the table with a pair of smiles on their faces. The check came soon after, and Remi wouldn't hear of the big dog paying for a cent of it, putting in his own cash and telling the server to keep the change as he got up to bid Charlie a good night.
Charlie stood and hugged his friend firmly, smooshing him against his big fat gut and chest with a rurr and rumble of his own, the big dragon hugging him back. "I'll call you in a few days, maybe we can do this again?" Remi asked with a smirk that made Charlie blush and feel warm deep within his groin.
"Sure we can," was all he could manage, the pair leading each other out of the restaurant and into the cool night air before bidding goodnight to each other and going their separate ways.
*****
That warm feeling in Charlie's loins never really went away that night. All through the drive home, he had to shift this way and that in the driver's seat, feeling like things simply weren't sitting right between his fat thighs. "Ugh, what the hell?" he murmured to himself, trying to adjust his bulge and drive safely at the same time.
The uncomfortable dog pulled his little car into his garage, shutting it behind him as he slipped out of the driver's seat, hoping that it'd relieve some of the discomfort. Unfortunately for him, it didn't seem to do much. Something was definitely wrong here, and he had to get out of his clothes, they were feeling far too tight, making his balls hurt a bit. With a waddle in his step uncharacteristic of his normal gait despite his overall bulk, he padded into his home and straight up the stairs to the master bedroom, only getting to the doorway when he heard a loud tearing noise.
He gasped, stopping in his tracks and looking down at the shorts he was wearing, his eyes going wide. It was hard to believe what he was seeing at first. He knew he was a big doggie in that department, but what was going on in Charlie's pants at that moment defied the laws of biology... physics even. His shorts were tented enormously, looking as if the groin seam was trying to hold back the force provided by a set of bowling balls, three of them. His pants had torn in two places, around the middle of what had to be his balls, allowing a little of his naturally-pale and tan fur to appear.
The growth continued at that point, right before his very eyes, making him start to sweat in panic, and pant in morbid enjoyment of what was happening to his balls and sheath. The ominous creak of his pants becoming quickly overtaxed reaching his big, floppy ears. He could have easily relieved some of the pressure, by opening those shorts up and letting his loins out to finish their growth, but he was too frightened, too aroused at the idea of watching his pants burst.
Charlie didn't have to wait long at all. With a loud tear, followed by what had to be an audible slosh, his pants burst wide open, spilling out about a ton of furry dog flesh. His massive, fat testicles hung down past his knees, swelling quickly to the size of a pair of beach balls, over-inflated with cum. His massive sheath was like a rolled-up sleeping back, the puckered tip of which opened quickly, beginning to disgorge a huge, pink, magnificent length which rose up his big gut, pressing against it and sliding up all the way past his chest, until he was eye-level with his own maleness.
That bulbous cocktip throbs eagerly, and his knot began to swell at the base, fueled by his big heartbeat. He growled very dog-like in enjoyment of everything he was seeing, the huge cumslit at the tip of his cock beginning to drool sweet-smelling precum all over his chest and down his own massive length. "Oh my gods, what happened to you?" he giggled nervously, tentatively petting along his own length, feeling his huge cock respond by shooting pleasure from the friction into his groin, nearly making him double-over in joy.
A sharp ringing interrupted Charlie's reverie. It was so unexpected, he didn't even know what to make of it until a few moments passed and it happened again. The doorbell, someone was at his front door at this time of night. Acting on instinct, the hugely-endowed dog began to move toward the stairs, stopping short when his tip bumped against his nose, making him frown in horror. "How am I supposed to answer the front door now?" he groaned in panic, trying to think.
Thoughts of the caller leaving when he didn't answer long enough crossed his mind, but were quickly eliminated when another ring of the doorbell proved the person's persistence. Carefully, yet with as much speed as he could manage, Charlie waddled down the stairs and to the front door, his cock bumping against his nose from time to time, his balls sloshing between his fat legs, and a trail of precum splashing onto the carpet at odd intervals.
He leaned over and pressed his eye to the peephole, sighing in relief when he realized it was his dragon friend from the restaurant. Wait a minute... The dog frowned, thinking, looking at his member. "Oh god, the drink!" he growled a little in understanding, realizing why he was the way he was now and unlocking the door, throwing it wide to show the surprised dragon what he had done.
Remi blinked a couple of times as he was suddenly assaulted by the sexy new look of the mostly-nude and very flustered dog standing in the doorway. His surprise faded quickly though, replaced by that smile of his and a small giggle. "Oh my, that worked much faster than I thought it would!" he exclaimed, giving his own cheek a pat of amusement. The dragon had someone else with him, someone blindfolded and leashed, the leash leading into one of his own big paws. Charlie guessed it had to be a cat of some kind, though it was hard to tell given how bound the feline was at the moment. "Can we come in? I might be able to help you out," Remi smiled, waggling his eyeridges at the flustered dog.
Charlie frowned again, then padded backward, his massive pink cock bobbing a little in his wake. Remi smiled and padded in, the little cat in tow. Closing the door behind him, the big dog huffed and waddled after the dragon and his 'pet' as they moved toward the living room, the big dragon plopping himself down on the sofa, the cat sitting still on the floor. Charlie gasped a little as his cock started to throb more firmly, demanding his immediate attention, which he gave by hugging his huge phallus against his chest.
"Aww, it wants attention. Do you like it?" Remi asked with a smirk, rubbing over his own bulge a little, though his was still within the confines of his pants, and nowhere near the size of the stressed dog in front of him. Charlie murmured and nodded, blushing again as he tentatively lapped his big tongue against the drooling cumslit of his own massive hyper-cock, making him gasp at the incredible pleasure this seemed to give him.
"Yeah, that'll last for quite some time, so you may as well enjoy it," the dragon continued, patting his little pet on the head, then pushing him toward the still-standing dog. "Here, I brought a present for your cock... I'll bet it's hungry after all that growing."
Charlie's eyebrow cocked at this notion, but suddenly he felt it to, the undeniable urge deep within his groin, the urge to be full of something live and squirming. It was almost frightening how differently he looked at the bound cat in front of him now, assessing him for his worth as a filler, rather than his worth as a person. "You... you mean... stuff him down my... my cock?" the big dog stammered, surprised that such a thing were even possible. He had only heard rumors, none of them very pleasant. Faced with the reality of the idea in his situation, he couldn't help but feel pleased by the thought, and sat himself down on his big rump, his balls squishing between his fat thighs, his cock flexing downward as he pushed his base around the knot.
In that position, his massive canine cock was pointed directly at the helpless feline, who struggled a little against his own bonds at the scent of such huge canine lust inches from his face. Remi slid himself off the couch, moving to his ward and gently starting to undo the buckles that held his bindings in place, releasing his muzzle from the blindfold and gag first. It was a cat, a house cat, and as his eyes became focused on that enormous dog cockhead drooling in front of him, he gasped out in panic.
It was a team effort at that point. Charlie held his eager member steady, though it gently spurted precum onto the cat's surprised and horrified face. Remi held the cat still by the scruff of his neck, then shoved him nose-first right into that slightly-gaping cumslit. The cat struggled in terror as his face was suddenly wrapped completely in raw dog flesh, cutting off his breath and his light.
Charlie gasped in amazement at the wonderful sensations radiation from the tip of his cock. He gaped in surprise as he watched his own fat member start to flex around the cat's face, tugging more and more of it inside, the thick underside beginning to bulge outward with the presence of the lithe, living meal. Remi didn't stop there though, continuing to release the cat from his bound state, then pushing him headfirst deep into that enormous dog cock, which throbbed eagerly for its feeding. The cat struggled immensely, lots of life within him, and the desire to keep living it driving him to thrash about, even as that cumslit gapes around his shoulders and sucks his chest right in.
Slurping greedily, Charlie's member had a good hold on the cat at that point. Remi smiled and moved backward, starting to pull down his own slacks and let his moderately-sized equipment out. He then reached into them and opened up a little bottle of pills, popping one into his muzzle as he sat back to relax and watch the show, grinning as Charlie groaned and barked happily at all the myriad sensations coming from inside his big cock.
Firm struggles rocked the labrador's cock from side to side as the devoured cat continued to fight against the pulsing, rippling flesh. Every tug drew in another few inches of his form, then spurted quite a wad of precum all around his body to lubricate him further. Charlie could only wince at seeing how much of his own fluids were soaking into the carpet, but he found himself uncaring in the wake of such wonderful sensations.
His dragon friend was starting to grow his own package now, probably having taken the same supplement that was in the dog's drink in the first place. Remi's member rose to the occasion, throbbing to life in moments, and then continuing its upward curve as the drug took effect on his system. A look of absolute pleasure crossed the dragon's face as his balls began to swell and expand as well, laying heavily onto the ground, then growing outward until they were about the same size as Charlie's massive pair.
Wriggling within his member caused the tubby canine to groan and look down at his own feasting cock, watching as the little cat's hips were drawn wetly into the pursed lips of the canine shaft. His whole member bulged enormously from its meal, from tip to throbbing knot, making the big dog grin in devilish glee and give that fat knot a good, heavy slap. Resounding waves of pleasure rolled from his cock and into his body, making it buck and flex in its own joy, pulling the little cat in up to his feet.
Muffled groans and cries for help emanated from the dog's thick cockbase, nearly from his sheath. Whenever the cat could find musky pockets of air to take a lungful in, he would quickly expel it in order to cry out uselessly. Ultimately, the prey was becoming tired out, and the canine cock knew it, closing its cumslit slickly around the cat's toes, sealing away all signs that there had ever been a cat in the first place.
"Ahh, what a sexy sight," the hyper-endowed dragon sitting in front of Charlie rumbled to himself, stroking down the thick underbelly of his own massive erection like it was a favorite pet rather than a part of himself. Charlie smiled, sliding himself forward until his fat furry balls smooshed against Remi's smooth, warm scalie ones.
"You big, naughty draggy," Charlie giggled, groaning as he felt the cat disappearing into his sheath and groin, starting to slide right into one of his massive testicles. He wrapped his arms around both of those massive cocks, squeezing them firmly, letting the mix of precum which drooled from both cocktips drool down his chest and make him a royal mess.
"Ohhh you love it, keep it up..." Remi growled happily, leaning back, letting the fat dog do all the work for him, his member spasming happily as it was smooshed against its friendly phallic neighbor. Dog cock and Dragon cock, both looking so different, but in massive proportion to each other, and spurting precum excitedly into the air and onto the carpeted floor and furniture around the hyper-endowed pair.
Charlie could feel the cat break down into spooge, feeling his balls drain the extra weight between them, causing them both to swell out massively against the dragon's testicles. More of that cat-turned-semen backing up along his inner tubes, until he bit his lip firmly enough to draw a little blood.
He growled out loudly, feeling himself lose control entirely, his shaft grinding hard against the dragon's, unleashing his load into the air. The dragon roared in delight as he felt his friend orgasm, leaning back to watch that massive crowned tip unload a jet the size of your average fur's thigh in a long arch above his head, before it all came splattering down on top of him and the dog it issued from. Such an awesome display of erotic power was more than enough to send the dragon over the edge as well. Remi's own shaft spasming hugely, then unleashing its own massive spray of cum.
Both monstrous cocks turned into veritable spooge fountains, raining liquid fertility down upon both the dragon and his dog friend, turning the carpet and furniture into an absolute mess. All thoughts of cockvore or the unnaturalness of being hyper-endowed were blasted from Charlie's mind, as if shot from his cock with that stream of semen.
Like everything else, all good things must come to an end, and such was the case with that orgasm. It didn't happen quickly though, neither dragon nor dog knew just when their members had decided that enough was enough. Regardless, eventually those fountains petered off to trickles, and then to dry-heaves, before finally stopping at idle twitches.
"Oh god... is it over?" Charlie groaned, slowly sitting up, having rolled forward onto his draconic friend about halfway through the orgasm. His eyes were unfocused , his headfur covered in a mix of dragon, dog, and possibly even cat cum. Remi chuckled a little, wiping whole loads of the stuff from his head and horns and smiling.
"Mmm, yeah, I think we're all done," Remi replied, his and the dog's member already starting to shrink back to their normal size. "You may want to think about redecorating though."
Charlie looked up, his face full of horror as he saw that walls, ceiling, and carpet were all soaked in spooge. He stuttered, spluttered, almost too angry for words, then shrugged a little, a smile coming to his face. "Oh well, same time next year?" he asked his good friend, giving his cummy cheek a kiss.
"Same time next year," the dragon wholeheartedly agreed.