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For a moment, the victory was hollow, despite the thrill of it.

Randall watched as the building that he spent literal years of his life in collapsed under the weight of determined and eager paws, each one massive enough to crush several cars with little more than a change in direction. From his vantage point in the cleavage of the giant wolfess, he could see former coworkers running out in all directions, like ants fleeing from the site of their ruined colony.

It was natural for Randall to feel an attachment to the place, given all his time spent working there. His heart was heavy for those innocents who became collateral for Tess' rampage, but the idea of being able to do the same thing himself, rather than just sit on the sidelines, was an enticing prospect.

"You guys were supposed to update these smokestacks with cleaner air filters to reduce emissions," Tess was still chiding down at her former managers and supervisors as they tried to escape to their cars, only to find twisted remains of metal, plastic and rubber strewn across a craterous parking lot. "Looks to me like you just failed another inspection!"

A sweep of the ankle across twin cylinders was all it took to crash the smokestacks down into the rest of the rubble. A cloud of dust and debris kicked up into the air, coating her shins with pulverized concrete and brick.

She could have brushed it off, but she wore it like a badge of honor instead, and stood in the remains of her dirty work, happy to admire the sight of it. Small fires continued to rage near fallen power lines, threatening a larger explosion as they drifted closer to the ruptured gas mains and sewage vents. Water flooded into the craters between parking spaces that were once reserved for only the most privileged guests, ignorant of the threat that it could be preventing if it only flowed in the right direction.

Her destruction of the facility was complete, but Tess wasn't even close to satisfied. "There's gotta be some other stuff out here that we can ruin," she murmured, looking down between the supple flesh of her cleavage to give Randall a curious smile. "Does that sound like something you'd be into?"

In a transformed state, Tess wasn't capable of feeling the guilt that she should have for her terrible actions. Randall was still dealing with the very human reaction of shame for something that he'd only witnessed, but his job was a horrible, frustrating grind, and seeing the place that he once worked reduced to a pile of rubble triggered a delight in him that seemed wrong, even if there was an unsure smile on his face.

"We got what we wanted, didn't we?" he asked, looking back up at Tess, fear still ringing clear in his eyes. "Do we really have to destroy anything else?"

"Of course, we don't _have_to. That isn't what I asked!"

It was hard to fathom a more complete victory than the smoldering remains already were, but as Randall dwelled on the idea, he began to contemplate where his least favorite coworkers congregated after work, most days. He did his best to avoid them whenever possible, but that meant avoiding some of his favorite places around town, and it was hardly fair to him.

A wicked grin began curling up in the corner of his lips as he thought it over. "If you want to get a little extra revenge at your old boss, we could pay the park a visit. She used to love going there...y'know, before you ate her."

"It would be fitting for me to do a victory lap on her favorite stomping grounds," Tess agreed. "Even if I'm doing her a kindness by giving her one more lap around the track."

Whatever was left of her former manager was swimming around in her stomach by then, but the morbid statement stood true as Tess rubbed a paw over her belly in a show of satisfaction. She knew exactly which park Randall was talking about, and at her current size, getting there would only take a few seconds, at a distance of about thirty long strides.

"I don't think I'd call it a kindness. You're getting to enjoy something that she never will, ever again," Randall suggested. "If anything, you're rubbing her face in it."

Tess was impressed at how wicked Randall could be when there was no one left to judge him about his words or actions, but she feared that his emotions were being wasted by the pitifully small form that he currently took.

She knew of a way around that, and given his willingness to accompany her on her rampage, she had to imagine that he'd be up to the task, even if it seemed a little risqué at first.

"Point made, Randall." Tess finally turned away from the remains of the building, having burned the image of it into her memory. "I can still see a little guilt in your eyes, though. Maybe it would help you feel better if you rubbed your face in something else?"

Being in a pair of breasts so large that he could literally lounge upon them was already a dream come true for Randall, but he wouldn't dare to take things any further than that...not until Tess gave him the clearance to do so.

Her instructions were sensual and obvious enough, but still left the tiny human nervous to move onward. "You're not talking about-

"Suck my tits, Randall," Tess threw subtlety out the window. "And don't stop until we get to the park."

Just as much as he was afraid to act without her permission, Randall was terrified to disobey a command from Tess, knowing that she could easily drop him to the ground whenever she felt like it.

It was awkward and difficult for Randall to ease his way down, over the perky flesh of one of Tess' breasts, but she lifted a paw to help cradle him in front of the nipple, making it clear that she wasn't going to let him drop anytime soon.

How the hell am I even supposed to do this? He thought, nestled right up to the front of her tit and the warmth that it offered. I can hardly get my mouth around it...

Randall enjoyed getting to suck a pair of tits whenever he had the chance, but he never thought it would be such a struggle. His jaw was aching as he stretched it open as wide as he could, and even then, he was only able to engulf part of the nipple in his lips at a time. His technique was sloppy, and his saliva was getting everywhere...but Tess was dangerously sensitive, and she could feel his passion in every step, as he flickered his tongue over the delightfully tender flesh.

So much spit was dripping down from his gaping mouth that he wasn't sure if the extra fluids he felt were coming from her body or his own, but he swallowed reflexively all the same and carried on, ignoring the world that was moving behind him, and the incredible view that he was passing up on.

I've been in a plane before, Randall made peace with the view he ignored. I know what the ground looks like from high up. When am I ever gonna have another chance to such a nipple that's almost the size of my head?

Doing the best job that he could, Randall looped his arms around either side of the gentle, squeezable flesh and held on tight, finding that each passing moment filled him with a renewed vigor to try and suckle even tighter upon her flesh. He knew that his passions would never actually amount to him being able to take the whole thing, and yet...

"Would you look at that! You actually got all of it in there! You must be awfully eager to please me, Randall."

Tess was grinning wider than she ever had when she was destroying the facility, and as far as Randall knew, that was all she really wanted out of the afternoon.

He was a fool not to suspect something more sinister of her, and by then, he was sure that he'd tasted something extra upon his tongue, deceptively sweet and deliciously warm. He didn't know how that explained the widening of his mouth, but regretful hands released her tender breast and slowly made their way back to the sides of his face, where he didn't feel the usual amount of scruff.

It was replaced with a healthy helping of thick, plentiful beard, and the hair was growing out just as much as it was growing thicker. "You really need a trim, little guy. Too bad it'll all just grow back if you tried."

Everything Randall thought he knew about his former coworker was being turned on its head, and every notion he had of what kind of a person they were was shattered as Tess continued to poison and enhance his body in one fell swoop. So intoxicating was the milk that poured from her breast that Randall didn't even notice the tight clench of his t-shirt around his upper body as it continued to expand, until the sheer mass of his form stretched the seams to their ripping point. His jeans were crushing back against his thighs and hips as his belt ruptured, the buckle flinging off into the field below as Tess carried him closer to their destination.

It was going to be a first date to remember for the gigantic pair, once Randall was up to size and snuff.

"Think you've had your fill?" Tess asked, able to see the droop in Randall's eyelids as he continued sinking under the influence of the tainted delight. His tummy was even starting to bulge from a usually slim profile, heavy with the weight of her liquid influence. "Good thing we're at the park. You're gonna have to work all of that water weight off!"

Just pulling away from the breast was a struggle for Randall, who'd completely ignored the parking lot and forest that Tess was stomping her way through. She squeezed him gently around the hips and pulled him back, but even upon being set on the ground, Randall could tell that he wasn't an ordinary man anymore.

What tatters remained of his shirt were only still there because of the static cling of his growing fur, and the cars in the parking lot all looked too small for him to enter. His form was still growing at an alarming rate; he tried resting his elbow on the roof of a minivan, but after just a few more moments, he was already too tall to lean over far enough to make it comfortable, and his lack of balance was present as he toppled right over the vehicle and landed on the other side of it.

Tess was giggling as she watched her new partner in crime continue to struggle with his ever-changing body. "You might wanna save some of that destruction for the park itself, Randall. You'll be all worn out by the time we actually get to the walking path!"

Trying to grab the side of the vehicle only cause more problems for Randall, who found his palms too heavy to rest on the glass. Each window cracked as he pressed upon them, and when his palms went flat on the roof, expanding claws sunk holes into the thin metal of the roof, showing off just how deadly his new enhancements were.

Randall was sure that Tess could have handled the destruction of the park herself, but she wanted to have a playmate, and knew just what kind of fun it would be for Randall to get in on the action, rather than simply watch it from a distance.

"Wasn't exactly planning on destroying the park," Randall tripped over his words, slurring them like a drunk as his tongue grew at a different pace as the rest of his expanding face. Speaking with a muzzle was a challenge that he wasn't expecting, but it only produced comical effects; his shaky balance, heavy upper body and expanding tailbone were all much more difficult to deal with. "Not complaining about the chance, but...h...how is this possible?!"

"I wouldn't worry too much about how," Tess replied. Her demeanor was unsettlingly calm, given the way that the world was changing around Randall. "Right now, you should be focused on the what, Randall...like what targets you want to go after first."

He still had a lot of growing up to do, but as the last scraps of denim fell away from his legs, Randall already stood over three stories tall, and his body continued a rapid expansion as fur quickly rose up from smooth flesh to cover any barren patches. The tip of his tail wiggled to life under the very last patch of his pants, and it burst right through the tattered remains, starting out as a ghastly, partially developed limb before skin quickly grew around the muscles, and fur wrapped the entire thing in a fluffy, wagging package.

It'd be a few more minutes before Randall was quite her size, but already, the changing wolf couldn't ignore the appeal of her body and began wondering if a romp in the park was her intention all along.

"There's some tall, shady trees over there that the dumb bitch used to lounge around under...and the walking path right near by is where I used to take my morning jog, until she started coming around," Randall explained. He turned his attention from the parking lot and began walking around the side of the pond that acted as the centerpiece of the once tranquil landscape. "She'd never shut up about work, and even when we were off the clock, she'd nag me about my productivity and staying on task...the fucking nerve of some people!"

Tess allowed Randall to lead the way, even though she was keeping him on an ethereal leash. By the time he reached the grove of trees he was standing above them, and as he hunched over to rip one of them out of the ground, the rippling muscles on his back were covered over with tufts of smoky black fur that accented his musculature, rather than hiding it from Tess' selfish gaze.

She was inwardly proud as she watched Randall uproot the tree with a grunt, and a few people that were sleeping in the shade of it woke up to the sight of a wave rising up from the pond; a ripple caused by the trunk of the tree being tossed in the water.

"I suppose that's a good enough excuse for you to uproot a tree," Tess agreed, coming a little bit closer, but minding her distance in case Randall decided to throw another oak in her direction. "And to have stepped on someone completely unrelated to the situation..."

Randall never even noticed the crunching of bones and squelching of juices as his footpaw came down on one of the people fleeing the scene of the carnage. He was already claw deep in another tree, ripping the roots from the ground and creating a mosaic of dirt, grass and sand in the earth around him when he noticed trickles of blood filling the cracks, and a twitching, writhing hand wiggling around between the gaps in his toes.

Tess knew that she had to keep him from attaching himself to his natural sense of guilt if she was going to attain her ultimate goal that afternoon; his expression was already pale, even with a full coat of onyx fur upon his muzzle.

" Don't. Don't blame yourself, Randall. This is your world now...a world that you can do whatever you want with, so long as you do what I say," Tess stood behind him, just faintly taller than her transformed coworker. "Now put that tree down, forget about the person you just stomped on, and let me show you some other changes that you might not have noticed."

His paw was twitching with the gravity of what he'd done, but Tess was a brilliant manipulator, and Randall's quivering jaw settled as he felt her paws upon his upper back. Claws tickled through the heavy tufts of his fur as it continued to fill in upon his body, until no skin was visible whatsoever, save for the marbled, pink and red tip of a cock that was sticking out from his crotch.

How didn't I see that before...?

All while his body was changing around it, Randall's manhood continued to grow in proportion with his size, but it was one of the last things on his mind as rage clouded his judgment. Tess brought it back into focus, and as her open palm smoothed playfully over the bulk of his torso, more of the unique length emerged from within a warm, comforting sheath.

As if he needed any confirmation that it was the new shape of his cock, his body trembled with delight as Tess wrapped two of her digits around the tip, and stroked two more along the slack that was still hidden within his sheath, right through the fur.

"You obviously haven't played with anyone in a while," Tess commented, pretending that the weight of his swollen balls was due to chastity. "Your body is telling you that you need to mate with a female...to breed her. It's just good fortune that I happened to be nearby..."

The flat of her tongue stroked upon the back of his tall, canine ears, and the warmth of her breath matted down his newly grown fur. She was melting what little resistance he could possibly have with her actions, all while a delicate, occasional pump of her paw welcomed more of his length out from its hiding place.

She was spurring on his every canine instinct, until she almost feel his hips drilling into her backside. Her imagination wasn't quite up to the task of replacing the real thing, but her fantasy was providing all of the warmup she needed, as glistening juices soaked the mound of her womanhood, dripping from within.

"Come on, big guy. Throw me down and fuck me..."

Randall might have thought himself to be the dominant party as he swung around in Tess' loose grasp and put his paws upon her hips, but he was doing exactly what she wanted. Smaller animals fled the forest en masse as he pushed Tess down to the ground, almost mindless in his actions. She caught herself, but quickly turned onto all fours and stuck her rump up in the air, her tail lifting with instinctive practice.

She utterly ignored the snacks that were fleeing the scene in front of her, the cars that were being shaken by the weight of their movements, and the ground cracking around her knees as Randall mounted her from behind and guided his cock to the dripping folds of her sex, his movements an alchemic blend of human precision and canine lust.

It was everything that Tess wanted and more, as the tapered tip of a canine rod split her folds and filled the entirety of her womanhood in a single pass of the hips.

"That's it? That's all you've got for me?" Tess wouldn't let Randall rest on a single victory. She was glad that he couldn't see the way that her eyes rolled back in her skull with dumbfounded pleasure, knowing it would betray the entirety of her domineering persona. "You're gonna have to do a lot better than that, Randall. A bitch like me...d-deserves the best!"

A forceful buck of the rear nearly through Randall from her haunches, but he leaned further over her body and gripped her hips tight, raking the deadly tips of his claws through her fur and mussing it up as he picked up the pace. Their bodies were more than the soft, manufactured landscaping of the park could handle, and with each thrust, Randall's feet dug deeper into the soil, until the walking paths around the edges of the pond began to sink right into the water, crumbling with the sheer force of their lovemaking.

Being called to the sight of two people committing an act of lewd conduct might have been fun for the police if the perps weren't deemed to be a threat, but as Randall and Tess carried on with reckless, wanton delight, they hardly noticed the flashing lights and sirens of a small band of cops coming upon them.

This call would be anything but fun for the police officers who slowly emerged from their vehicles, utterly stupefied at the sight of a pair of massive werewolves fucking each other silly in the park.

"D...do we engage them?"

"I...I don't..." the senior officer trailed off as Tess threw her head back and howled out with delight, the force of her voice shaking the ground and rumbling the squad cars all the way down to their engines. "Fire a warning shot, I guess?"

The tiny warning flare shot up in the air with a foomp and bounced harmlessly off Randall's shoulder. He might not have even noticed the contact if not for the heat that singed his flesh, but that didn't slow down the onset of his orgasm in the least, as his member drilled the inside of Tess's body, pressing further and further into her vaginal passage.

"You're really g-gonna let them interrupt us?" Tess asked, her inner walls clenching and fluttering with the impending ecstasy of her own release. "Right...r-right now, too?!"

Inexperienced in his new form, Randall was already oozing small trickles of terribly virile cum inside of Tess, mingled with a voluminous precum that he couldn't slow. He didn't know just how likely it was that he'd impregnated her in the process, but as his climax sunk in and left him shuddering, he looked down at the sizable mass of his sack, and grinned with a devious thought.

"No f-fuckin' way," he stammered, and a deep, heavy groan passed his lips as he regretfully stood up and away from Tess. The first cascade of his yield spilled upon her rump and streaked across her lower back, but as the police watched helplessly, they quickly got a picture of what the wolf was planning, and ran back for their cars...albeit, too late to avoid the strangest deterrent they'd ever seen.

Stomping over to the small fleet of cars, holding the base of his length, Randall pumped down to the sheath and gushed the rest of his load upon the parking lot, streaks of his thick, heavy ejaculate flooding the squad cars and literally sinking some of the slower officers in a pleasurable mess. Their screams echoed across the park, but were ultimately drowned out by the timely giggle of Tess, who watched as her new lover sprayed his seed wastefully upon the pavement.

"Enough to fill a swimming pool and then some," Randall admired the sheer quantity of his orgasm, looking down into the creamy puddle that used to be a parking lot. The cops were all but scattered, and though Tess wanted to feel more of the impressive mess inside of her, she was glad to see that Randall's mind was becoming more creative and more destructive.

"Hopefully that means you've got a little bit more left for me?" she asked, licking her lips and wagging her backside as she waited for Randall to return to her.