FSE

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The sun was just starting to set over the horizon, casting orange rays of sunlight over the city. The weather was warm, with a light breeze. Everything seemed perfect, like it was the ultimate lazy Sunday. It was as if everyone had collectively decided to stay at home and cozy up, except for the unfortunate retail workers who's managers insisted on staying open on the holiday. Chase hated working Sundays. This Sunday in particular was extra shitty to him. He had to get up early to open the store, stay late to cover a call-in, and to top it off his car broke down halfway home. Chase had to enlist the help of a few strangers to push his car to a mechanic, who was luckily just up the street. Now, after all of this, he was walking home. He spent an hour walking home, and his feet ached horribly the entire time.

'Note to self' buy new shoes when i get home.' Chase mused to himself, grumbling at the way his old shoes seemed to be falling apart at the seams. The unlucky equine had to walk for some forty minutes before he could so much as see his street. Turning the corner, Chase rejoiced at the sight of his house on the horizon, a weary smile coming to his face when he realized he would be able to lie down in a few minutes. He was so tired from his journey that he never noticed the package on his porch, tripping rather ungracefully over the box and stumbling into his door.

"Whoah! Fuck!" Chase crashed against the thick, frame of his door, his shoulder colliding with the steel door with a dull 'THUD!' He propped himself up using the door, then turned to inspect the package that he had just tripped over. Besides some minor scuffs from the incident, there was no damage to the small cardboard box. The shipping label was entirely in Russian with the exception of his name and address. Chase crouched down, picking up the package and inspecting it."What the....?" Chase shook the box, but no sound came from it, indicating that whatever was inside was secured well. Deciding to bring it inside, Chase turned and punched in the keycode to his house. The lock spun with a quiet 'whirr' and the unicorn opened the door, the creaking hinges announcing his arrival to all zero occupants inside. He shut the door behind him and kicked his shoes off, sighing as he finally felt the pain beginning to ease up. Chase walked into his kitchen where he grabbed some scissors, cutting open the box and pulling out a chunk of Styrofoam. He slowly pulled out a bubble wrapped bottle full of a pink tinted liquid. Chase swirled the bottle. The liquid was definitely too thick to drink, so that option was out of the window. The label was in Russian, the only English word on the label was "Oil". While he was inspecting the bottle, his phone rang from the counter, the screen lighting up with a notification. Setting the bottle down, chase grabbed his phone, opening discord and reading the message he'd gotten from his friend, Wes.

Wesley 7:38pm: Yo! You're not gonna believe this! Remember that time we got drunk and went on the darkweb? Check this out! File Recieved: Screenshot06212018.png

Attached was a screengrab of an email in Russian.

Wesley: Yeah! That sketchy ass "growth oil" we bought just got delivered! I dare you to try that shit out. It's probably water and food colouring anyways!

Chase quickly snapped a picture of the bottle and sent it to his friend; "Looks like massage oil." Chase was about to continue the conversation, but just then he smelled the results of his long walk. It was only now that the Unicorn took in the sweat stains on his shirt. He definitely needed a shower. Chase took the bottle and his phone upstairs, walking into his bedroom and tossing the bottle down. Stripping out of his clothes, chase grabbed a towel and headed into the bathroom, running the tap before stepping into his shower.

Chase gave a heavy sigh as the water washed over his body, the heat relieving some of the tension in his shoulders. The unicorn stood under the water for some time, letting it soak into his fur and relax the tension that had built up in his fatigued muscles. It was a good ten minutes before Chase washed himself with the soap, stopping to give extra attention to his feet. For Chase, his feet were a large source of his pride. He had been born with humanoid feet instead of hooves, a trait that he absolutely adored, and one that was rare in anthros. The moment puberty hit him, he'd formed an odd fascination for feet. He'd eventually worked up the courage to register on some forums, and discovered exactly how sought out anthros like him were. It boosed his ego and libodo like no other, so he made sure to take care of them. Once he was done inside the shower, Chase sat on the edge of the tub and exfoliated his feet. He sat taking care of his feet for over ten minutes before he was done. Walking into his room, Chase looked at his laptop, which lay closed on the bed where he had left it. Briefly he considered streaming, but today had been so long. Still... he did have that massage oil or whatever. It could be good for his hurting feet, at least. Shrugging, the unicorn grabbed the bottle, filling the sink with hot water to warm the oil up. In the meantime he logged onto his laptop, plugging in the HD webcam he had bought just for streams.

Chase started the stream and got up, leaving to grab the 'massage' oil. Chase sat down on the bed, waving to the camera enthusiastically and grinning for the first few viewers. A while ago Chase had found an interesting cam site; one that was catered specifically to fetish streams. He had tried it out a few times, and his feet streams had been a big hit, which occasionally led to a few romps with local admirers who recognized him. Those were also streamed and saved to his channel.

"Hey guys" Chase said quietly. "Sorry, no guests tonight, and no toys either. I just got some new massage oil in the mail today, though. Wanted to test it out so I thought I'd do a quick stream." With that said Chase uncapped the bottle, pouring some of the pink oil into his palm. He held it up to the cam for the viewers to see, then grabbed a foot. Slowly, he began to rub the oil into the sole of his foot, squeezing and kneading it gently to work out all the sore spots. Chase actually let out a little moan at the sensation. The oil worked incredibly well, soothing the pain near instantly and moisturizing his foot. It wasn't long before the stream chat was pointing out the tent in Chase's boxers, the unicorn enjoying the massage oil a bit too much, evidently. Chase squirted more oil on his hand and began massaging his other foot, wiggling his toes and winking at the camera. Chase's eyes scrolled over chat, watching the messages flooding in. One message in particular earned a chuckle from the unicorn.

" Give you guys a show, huh? Hm..." Chase stopped massaging his feet to think, eyes focused on the chat as several other users egged him on. "Alright. How about this. I need a new pair of shoes. If chat can raise $100 in donations, I'll give you guys a little reward." Chase leaned back, waiting to see the chat's reaction. His lips curled into a smile as the idea resonated within the chat. Leaning forward, he toggled the donation meter and began to play with his feet more. His laptop chimed, and an automated voice spoke up. "$20 Donation received from user Jay987" The voice came on several times over, various users buying super donations and sending the goal way past what Chase had set. Chase fishing his equine member out from his boxers. Using some of the massage oil, he began jerking off for the stream, pumping his pole with the aid of the oil. Even then, donations from his viewers continued to pour in, and Chase couldn't help but feel his ego swelling, as well as other things.

"Jeez, I swear this oil has something in it. My dick's harder than ever, i swear it's never been this big." the equine let out a huff underneath his breath, making a show of his size, staring into the camera as he brought his hand from the tip to the base. "Wish one of you viewers was here. You could be massaging my feet for me." Chase's cock throbbed, the unicorn getting harder knowing that there were dozens squirming in their seats at his words. His heart was racing, pounding in his ears as he stimulated his arousal. He began to lean back, closing his eyes and switching to his left hand. Suddenly his laptop rang out with the automated superchat voice.

"You're getting bigger!"

Chase nearly jumped out of his skin, opening his eyes and getting quite the surprise. His dick was sticking up to his chin, the shaft having exploded in length and girth. Chase nervously looked down at his unnaturally large dick, the blunt head spreading wider than it ever had before, and that was before flaring. Chase looked up to the chat, only to discover his feet had grown too, the humanoid soles blocking his view of the screen. Chase tried to lean forward and cut the stream, but was hindered too much by his dick, the rock hard pole slowly growing larger and larger with each second. Chase groaned as his dick towered over his head, forcing him onto his back and pinning him under its weight. Now the unicorn was stuck, forced to listen to the constant superchats as donations flooded in. Somewhere at the foot of the bed his laptop was going crazy, the donation chime ringing dozens of times per second while superchats rang out from the speakers. His legs were being forced apart by a growing pair of balls, his feet expanding at the same rate.

With a final 'Creeeeak!' Chase's bedframe gave out, the legs splintering into hundreds of wood chips while the mattress and box spring crashed to the ground. Chase grunted from the impact, feeling something hard droppign onto his face on his face. The unicorn grabbed at it; it was the growth oil! Chase's body parts were outgrowing him, and he wasn't keen on getting trapped under his dick forever. Grimacing at the plan that came to his head, Chase opened the cap of the oil, letting it ooze into his mouth. He swallowed with a grimace, hoping it worked when ingested orally.

Cracks started to form in the siding of Chase's house, tiny bits of brick crumbling down the wall. The brick siding bulged outwards, more cracks spider webbing through the clay. Then the front wall exploded, sending chunks of brick flying in all directions. Several windows broke, and some car alarms went off. In the gaping hole that used to be the wall was the massively engorged head of Chance's cock, the flare taking up nearly all the space. Luckily, the oil worked when ingested, and the Unicorn could be seen growing along with his body, though he was still leagues behind his already massive limbs. Several of the dragon's neighbours came running out of their homes, only to freeze at the sight of Chance's dick, ever growing, starting to dwarf their homes. The other walls in his house soon collapsed, Chase's feet and balls bursting out in a similar fashion as his dick. The sudden release of pressure sent a shiver up Chase's spine. He groaned, arching his back as litres of pre pumped through his dick, the towering meat flexing hard as the urethra spread open. A massive rope of precum shot through the air, a loud, wet 'SPLAT' followed by the screeching of bent metal filling the air. Chase's pre had enough force behind it to crush cars, and he was only growing faster by the second. A crowd started to gather as people fled for safety, but tried to discern what was going on.

The oil appeared to work better when ingested orally, as Chase found himself large enough to stand under his own strength once more. The unicorn groaned as he hefted himself to his feet, noticing that his dick was the size of an eighteen wheeler, It's size coupled with Chase's unfamiliarity with being so large meant that he had accidentally put his flare through the second floor of someone's home, then promptly flooded it with precum from the sensation. For some odd reason, these things didn't seem to concern him, the unicorn wrapping a hand around the base of his dick and beginning to rub one out. His heart rate spiked, as well as his growth, chemicals in the oil pumping through his veins faster than ever. Houses and cars all fell victim to the ever growing Unicorn, who by now was entirely absorbed in getting himself off. He was already over fifty metres tall, and there wasn't even the slightest hint of his growth slowing. He was getting closer and closer to his orgasm, just barely teetering on the edge of climax, when he felt tingling at his feet. Looking down, Chase noticed a crowd of furs had gathered around his feet. Several started to climb up onto the toes, while many more were simply half bodies sticking out from under his soles. They were clearly alive, too, given the excited flailing of most bodies. Most were having the time of their lives, apparently having found a newfound infatuation with the feet that were still growing, still flattening their property with no signs of stopping.

"Enjoying my feet, puny footsluts? Can't get my musk out of your head? Writhe under my feet, jerk off, fantasize about my feet. Cause soon the whole world will be worshipping them, and so much more~~" Chase's voice was deep and booming, the unicorn having grown so tall that there was a delay in what he said, and what the normal furs actually heard. Once his smug voice reached their ears, they were driven into a frenzy. Even as he topped two hundred meters, Chance could feel all manner of furs clambering on, or underneath his feet. Many had started to jerk off on him, or even hump his feet, and knowing that he was getting so many people off at once was getting to his head. On the edge of orgasm, the realization was enough to push him past the point of no return.

A few streets down, several properties were destroyed by the sudden flaring of his head. It almost tripled in size in moments, levelling flat anything that stood in its way. Chase's dick rammed forward, spurred on by the unicorn bucking his hips. His urethra spread wide open, and Chase came. It was like a dam had burst in the centre of the city. The first rope of cum was powerful enough to fly nearly a mile. It crashed down upon the city with a heavy 'SPLOOSH!', the ground shaking with the impact. Buildings and cars alike crumpled like paper under the gooey mass. Streets flooded with slow flowing streams of hot, musky unicorn jizz. And that was only the first shot. Several more ropes fired one after the other, each spurt of cum causing even more property damage. Entire neighborhoods were washed away in the chaos, cars, trees and furs alike caught in the rushing tides. By the time his orgasm tapered off, little remained of the now flooded city Chase called home.

"Ah jeez, I think I went overboard..."

Chase kept growing at an exponential rate. It was weird, adjusting from being one of billions on a planet to becoming the replacement for the same planet in roughly two hours. But Chase managed, somehow. Things started to become a pain when he couldn't find any black holes big enough to contain his load, the black landscape of space becoming blotted with huge floating bodies of unicorn jizz. Chase began to grow and grow, until he couldn't anymore. His rate of growth surpassed that of the very universe, and suddenly his growth was met by a stifling pressure on all sides. Chase was testing the very fabric of his reality, and, judging by the weakening pressure on his body, he was winning.

Suddenly, your screen cracked. Shards of glass sprinkled down to your desk, making you jump in your seat. When you stumbled across this live streaming site, it had been your secret little goldmine. It was like a portal into another world, where anthros were real. The footage was too real to be any average cgi site, and best of all it was free! You had no idea who was making these animations, or why, but you didn't care. These were the most realistic animations you had seen yet. This moment could only be rivalled by the time you found the animation of the fox and the horse, and even then, that harly held a candle up to this! The moment a foot stream had popped up you'd become hooked, becoming one of Chase's biggest fans. You dumped hundreds into his stream, figuring these donatons went to the hard working creators that produced the content, blissfully unaware of the entire reality that lay on the other end of the screen.

You had been absorbed in the action on your screen, until your monitor had shattered. You leaned in close, were those tufts of fur....? The glass shattered this time, cracks spider webbing all across the screen. The glass bulged out, as if an immense pressure was coming from inside the monitor. Briefly, you wondered if there was some sort of reaction going on inside the monitor, and if this was going to turn into one of those news stories where a freak accident caused a monitor to explode. The logical reaction would be to run for a phone, and possibly a fire extinguisher. But you instead sat there, perplexed by the sudden destruction of your screen. Then, another extremely odd event happened. On the screen appeared an image of the unicorn from the livestream, despite the LCD being obviously damaged. Even weirder, he was staring at you! He reached out towards you, his hand getting closer and closer, until suddenly there were several arcs of electricity that appeared at once, and then a miniature explosion! You dove backwards at the first sign of electricity, your back turned on the explosion, but you definitely heard it, and if there were any doubts in your mind, the harsh smell of the melted plastic frame said it all. The moment you deemed it safe you whipped around, what you saw making you believe you had died. There, standing in front of your heavily scorched computer desk, was Chase in all his glory. His proportions had been 'reset' in a sense, but there was a living, breathing anthropomorphic unicorn in your computer room! You didn't know what to say, laying there on your back, stunned, and pants less. Chase was blinking rapidly, as if to clear his eyes. He looked over to you, then had a glance down at your shirt.

"Jay Nine eighty seven?" were the first words that he uttered.

You looked down, realizing you were wearing some random tournament shirt. You got it at some gaming convention, when you entered and won a tournament as entrant #987. You used the same screen name on the live stream website, and judging by what he said next, Chase realized the same thing.

"Hmm... So you're an admirer huh?" Chase began to smile, stepping towards your half clothed form. His dick was starting to hang lower and lower, at the same time growing thicker with the blood that began to rush towards it. "You were a pretty big fan. Always talking about how much you'd love to play with my feet... made a few big donations too. I had planned to do a private session for you, but this is much more fitting, if you ask me~" He placed a foot on your crotch and blood rushed to your face, body reacting almost instantly and grinding against his foot. You thought the donation thing was the mastermind behind this finding a way to solicit funds for their work. Like a patreon page, but more anonymous. But now, in this very moment, you realized that this was no CGI animation. There was no anonymous animator, working day and night to pump out this content. This was real, very real, and now you were alone in a room with the camstar you wished you could worship. It was a dream come true.