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Vivian Boo in... Foaming at the Muzzle

By Danath (sofurry.danath.com)

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Vivian squirmed in her seat. Despite the desk-chair combo being the largest available in the room, the edge of the top still pushed in tight against her belly, while both sides of her wide hips hung over the seat. On the side with the arm holding the desk portion in place, the wolfess's knee-length skirt stretched with the wide, plump rump cheek being forced around the metal bar. The college student's chest flattened along the bottoms of both swells as a series of buttons down the middle gamely held on, somehow remaining fastened thanks to sturdy stitching, though the gaps in-between showed off the deep and plush tan fur covering her enormous breasts. The white fabric pulled outwards, hiking up her shoulders, as the bottoms slid along the desk every time she breathed, causing her nipples to rub prominently outwards against the cloth as the minutes wore by. With the way the desk pinched her middle, the dark brown wolf wasn't able to do much about it, not that she really minded showing off.

Wide thighs squeezed into the wrap skirt that clung to her rump as she spilled over the sides of the chair. Her thighs spread apart as far as she could get them without ripping the short dress in half, but it was hardly enough space for the ludicrously large and thick maleness draping out and down over the seat, straining visibly against a pair of lacy and, fortunately, stretchy pink panties. The tan-furred balls spread over the bottom, which she reached down occasionally to adjust for a more comfortable fit. All the rubbing and tension on her chest up above wasn't doing her situation below the desk any favors, and soon the dark blue flesh of her heavy, swollen, half-aroused wolfcock drooled onto the floor between her feet.

That was what finally got the professor's attention - a boring, crusty old kangaroo lecturing on how statistics were performed in ancient times, and covering exactly zero material that wasn't already in the book. Normally Boo enjoyed math, but between the boring lecture and the uncomfortable seating, she found it impossible to concentrate, and when the wolfess got distracted, the effect tended to spread.

"Fine, class adjourned!" the kangaroo croaked. "Essays are due by Friday!"

Vivian heaved a sigh of relief as she heaved her wide backside free of the desk. As she stood, her wrap skirt fell lower, somewhat hiding the ominous bulge swaying above her thighs. She tugged her shirt lower, but the prominent, dark blue nipples strained against the white shirt, clearly showing off their size and thickness. The wolfess's long and bushy dark brown tail, which was at least as long as she was tall, swept side to side, wagging as she gathered her things and stuffed them into a small backpack, which she hitched around one shoulder before joining the throng of students exiting the stuffy classroom. More than a few paws jostled the tall, abundantly gifted wolfess as she moved with the crowd, but she only growled playfully at the nearest.

"Keep that up and you're gonna spend another weekend with me, Thomas!" she called out to the short male fox who scampered off down the hallway. "And you too, Sabrina!"

Vivian strolled down the hallway of the building, past the other classes still in session. She usually had about forty-five minutes to kill between classes on Tuesdays, but now she had almost twice that thanks to the short lecture, and the wolf decided taking a walk might be the best way to cool off and prevent a scene later. The professor of the advanced calculus course she had in the afternoon brooked very little nonsense from students, but was snappy enough in his teaching style to keep everyone engaged regardless. He certainly wasn't going to tolerate Vivian popping a stiffy and getting pre-cum everywhere.

The wolfess sighed as she opened the double doors to the main quad and bounced down the stairs, turning more than a few heads along the way. Brushing her dark hair from her muzzle, the wolf's tail swished side to side with a bit more enthusiasm as she felt the warm rays of the sun soak into the fur around her face and neck. Her thick maleness still stretched lower, the head swinging down around her thighs after curling over on itself in the taut panties, and her enormous balls shifted side to side, each orb larger than her own head, lifting and falling with each stride of her massive thighs. The warm sun felt nice, but did little to alleviate the growing pressure in the pit of the wolf's stomach - an all-too-familiar sensation. Vivian licked her plump, dark blue lips, her bare skin the same hue as her nipples and shaft, and pulled her phone out of her backpack. She did have more time than usual between classes...

Unfortunately, none of her friends were available, though she got plenty of "rain checks" and "text me laters" from students still in their classes. Being late in the semester, just before the winter finals, few could afford to miss a single day of school.

Disappointed, Vivian wandered through another building on her way to her next class, deciding that a do-it-yourself attitude was what the situation called for, along with an empty restroom stall. The tall canine's tail lifted, wagging when she saw a sign for a small coffee shop at the door on the other side of the school building. She'd forgotten it was there, but they made excellent cappuccinos. Vivian grinned as she got into the line of students queuing up and read the menu. Distracted by the variety of options, the wolfess didn't notice her thick and warm length rubbing against the lower back of the skinny feline in front of her. The small male froze when he turned his head around, staring up at the wolf's huge chest before his eyes dropped to the incredible length squeezing outwards in a long downward arc from her hips against the fabric of her wrap skirt. And it was soft.

The feline's tail stiffened and flexed side to side as he quickly turned around and squared up his shoulders, needing to wait only a moment to feel that massive, warm bulge squeeze up between his shoulder blades again. The cat's purrs dampened after just a moment when he pressed a paw to his muzzle, though that didn't stop him from taking a half step backwards.

That drew Vivian's attention and she glanced down, grinning at the sight of the small, cute feline's wiggling tail extending from below her chest somewhere. Waiting in lines tended to go like that for the overhung wolf, and while normally she wouldn't mind, she was trying to cool off, not get worked up... unless...

The canine's wide thighs squeezed forward as she took out her phone and leaned over slightly as though texting. That provided cover for what she was really doing: squeezing the skinny feline in against her upper belly and burying his head in the white shirt and buttons, while her thighs spread a bit, moving to either side of the cat's hips. As the line moved forward, she flexed her legs and carried the squirming male along with her, getting more and more firm and thick against his torso the closer she got to the counter.

The wolfess shuddered as she leaned forward on her elbows, breasts hanging down past the edge, and grinned at the rabbit behind the register.

"Just a small cappuccino, please," Vivian said, her voice a low rumble as her breasts jiggled, shoved and pushed from below. The wolf's thighs squeezed and shifted forward and back, ensuring the entrapped feline felt the full length of her maleness along his spine.

As she waited for her change, the wolfess leaned over and reached down. She hiked up the front of her skirt and shoved her paw against the cat's torso, pushing him backwards against her thighs and under the swell of her maleness. He crouched down, the full weight of her semi-hard shaft bouncing off him, squeezed between the feline's narrow chest and the stretched fabric of her wrap skirt.

Thighs clenching, the wolfess straightened up and smiled at the cashier as she took her change. The whole thing was so quick and the stacked wolf so large that nobody even noticed the small feline was no longer in the line, though the muffled moans that followed Vivian as she walked away sipping on her drink caused a few heads to turn.

Paws grasped at her heavy balls, massaging and kneading them. Vivian glanced down, shivering as she saw the occasional elbow stick out against her skirt. The feline's tongue and muzzle pushed into the thick blue flesh at the base of her stalk as she breathed harder, tongue out, panting by the time she'd crossed the courtyard into the next building over, where her class was scheduled.

She had to waddle up the steps and down the hallway, tottering side to side, breasts swinging as her engorged maleness flexed outwards, threatening the integrity of her skirt and applying even more warm, musky heat and pressure to the squirming feline between her enormous thighs. She grunted her way into the restroom and the biggest stall in the back corner before tugging her wrap skirt up. The thin feline's head emerged after a few moments from somewhere deep below her swollen sac, which draped over his shoulder as he panted up at her, eyes wide, muzzle open, obviously in somewhat of a daze from being transported under such unusual conditions.

Vivian grinned and swished her tail as she leaned over, backing him up into the wall. Her paws reached down, grasping at his wrists, and pulled him forward until his fingers sank into the thick blue flash revealed by her panties, which were pulled almost halfway down the massive stalk by the enormous tip.

"Take 'em off, cutie," she growled, hips wiggling as her tail fluffed in the air behind her.

The feline did as ordered, dropping to his knees as he peeled the lacy pink fabric down, revealing more and more and more of the wolfess's enormous maleness, until at last the broad tip flexed upwards, free to thicken and surge with lust. Vivian shoved her hips forward as her stalk rose upwards, running right between her swollen chest to grind against the wall in front of her face. The wolf grinned as she felt the cat's head and shoulders squirming against the base and huge sac, which she dragged back and forth across his belly as he squirmed his way back onto his feet. She could feel his heartbeat thudding against her stalk as she pumped her hips, frotting him eagerly as his arms wrapped around her thickness.

She leaned forward, pumping her thickness between his outstretched arms, which couldn't quite get all the way around her girth, and pinned his chest and head back into the wall. The tip slipped through her cleavage as her heavy breasts flattened forward, large enough to squeeze down around the top of the cat's ears as she pumped harder, moaning with pleasure at all the delicious wiggling and moaning from below.

Vivian flicked her tail, eyes closing as her broad urethra bulged outwards, spurting a gush of pre-cum against the wall that slid down and to the side, clear of her clothes. She didn't want to sit through class in wet garments, after all. That didn't hold for the feline wriggling against her enormous thickness, though, as she could do little to prevent the next few gushes of seed from drizzling over his ears when she pulled her chest back from the wall. The dark blue shaft throbbed in his grasp, the head of her cock larger than the feline's awestruck face. Vivian took a step back, letting the huge tip drag lower until it shoved into the feline's chest, then blasted him with a few more shots of clear, pungent pre-cum that finished soaking his shirt and jeans down in her seed.

The wolf leaned forward, both arms extending as she bucked her hips forward. The feline dropped onto his knees and hugged the slick, wet cock to his chest, holding it against him as best as he was able as Vivian spread her legs wide and pumped hard. Each stroke dragged her swollen arousal along the cat's slender chest and caused a spray of pre-cum to hit the wall behind as she swelled larger and larger with each moment, until the sheer weight of her enormous cock forced the cat onto his rump, then his back. Vivian leaned over further, breasts swaying up and down in her shirt, as the feline gasped and groaned, humping at her enormous erection.

"Oooh... oh, right... right there... that's it... oh, yessssss!"

Vivian's high moan of pleasure rang out in the otherwise empty restroom as the fat gushes of clear pre-cum turned white. Her huge stalk lifted the feline completely off the floor as it lurched upwards, flexing hard, blasting a firehose of cum against the wall opposite the wolfess, who leaned back and away, still conscious of the need to keep her clothes dry for her next class.

The feline, on the other paw, got several blasts to the muzzle as he slipped down the shuddering, jerking pole. Waves of seed made it impossible for him to stand as he slipped and gripped, struggling to hold onto the arousal surging in his arms and drenching him in potent wolf spooge. Vivian sighed, moaning happily, and rubbed her paws across her shirt, enjoying the tingling afterglow running through her body as her huge sac pumped gallons of jizz across the stall floor. It gurgled down one of the drains in the tile as the feline sank down onto his back, reclining against the side of the wall, head tipped back as the huge shaft twitched in front of his face. Vivian used her paws to aim, sending several ropes at least a few inches across splattering across the gasping feline's chest and muzzle.

"Oooh... that was just what I needed," Vivian growled, both paws working her thickness to milk out the last few drizzles of thick, rich seed. It drizzled from the tip down the back of the feline's neck as he groaned, belly noticeably rounder from all the wolf juice he swallowed. "Thanks cutie... by the way, I'll leave my number by the sink. Call me sometime."

Vivian giggled as she sauntered out of the stall, leaving the panting, cum-drenched male behind. Her tail flicked behind as her as she tugged her huge sac back into place and wiped a bit of spooge from the tip with some paper towels. She was still half hard, but least the urge to rut was somewhat diminished - enough for her to get through class, at least. After leaving her number on a slip of paper she tore out of a notebook in her backpack, as promised, the big wolfess strutted out of the restroom and headed for her classroom. The mammoth arousal stretched outwards, but shrunk down to somewhat less obscene bulges down the front of the wrap skirt, which also meant it didn't quite outline her full and thick backside as tight as it did before. In fact, her clothes relaxed generally as she cooled off while walking to the room, though she licked her lips as she thought about the feline's open muzzle and upturned face getting blasted by her cannon... she hoped he texted later.

The wolf was early to class despite the detour with the feline, so she took a few minutes to look at the bulletin board on the wall between her classroom and the next. The bulletin boards, omnipresent on the college campus, featured flyers and advertisements ranging from furniture for sale to ride shares to help wanted ads.

One of the help wanted ads caught Vivian's eyes, and the dark brown wolf leaned closer to read it. Her chest squeezed up against the bulletin board as her eyes darted side to side across the text.

"WORK-STUDY PROGRAM," it read in all capital letters. "NOW ACCEPTING APPLICANTS - EXCELLENT PAY AND HOURS - COLLEGE CREDIT AVAILABLE FOR QUALIFIED CANDIDATES."

All of that sounded good, and Vivian was currently in-between jobs after the last incident at the diner where she waitressed before getting too much cream in the customers' coffee.

"RENT-A-MATTRESS NOW HIRING WELL-QUALIFIED REPS - APPLY TODAY!"

Did that mean sales? It would beat having to work with food. Vivian pulled out her phone and took a snap of the flyer and the email address along the bottom. She shuffled into the classroom when the professor arrived and sent off a quick inquiry email before turning off her phone for the lecture, which passed with, fortunately, nary a quiver from her recently relieved loins. She spent a few minutes after class reviewing and sorting her notes, then took out her phone as she headed for home. The wolfess's tail swayed behind her, trailing off as she sauntered down the sidewalk, glancing up from her screen as she checked messages, firing off replies to the various responses to her earlier inquiries. Looked like she was going to have a busy night.

She was home in her dorm room, flopped across her bed, still responding to messages when she checked her email. There was only one new message there - a reply to her inquiry earlier of the mattress company.

"CONGRATULATIONS, VIVIAN!" the email started in the same all-caps font as the sign. "YOU'RE HIRED! TO ACCEPT THE POSITION, PLEASE SHOW UP TO YOUR FIRST SHIFT TOMORROW AT 6 PM! DON'T FORGET YOUR PILLOWCASE!!!!"

The excessive capitalization and punctuation was weird, but Vivian saw worse. But why did she need a pillowcase? There was definitely something weird about the vibe here, but if the job was half as good as advertised, she'd be in luck to get hired so easily - which, when she thought about it, was also strange. Her initial email merely asked about an interview and gave her name. Granted, Vivian ended up on the internet video sites for her unexpected public shenanigans on a regular basis, so it wasn't like there were no results searching for her, but it was still a bit strange to get the job sight unseen.

A knock on the door distracted the wolfess, who padded over and opened it, revealing a pair of foxes - one male, one female - and behind them, a large mare with a conspicuous bulge in the front of her black jeans.

"Uh... I sent a group text again, didn't I?" the wolfess said, an apologetic grin on her muzzle as she looked from one fox to the other to the mare.

The horse rolled her eyes and tossed her mane. "I swear you're doing this on purpose, Vivian. Not that I'll complain too much, I guess." She looked down at the female fox and licked her lips, eyeing the vulpine's impressive rack as she spoke. "Anyways, how many people did you send that message to?"

The wolf pulled her phone out and flicked it open as she stepped to the side, letting the mare walk in with the vixen wearing her chest as a hat. The male fox, meanwhile, leaned in against Vivian's belly and growled as he paws stretched across the wolf's bulging skirt.

"Hold your horses, Kelly," Vivian grunted, though the bulge in her skirt expanded significantly at the fox's fingers stroking across the fabric. "Just let me... check... uh, whoops..."

The door only just closed behind the mare, who already had the vixen pinned up against the wall and her muzzle under the vulpine's shirt, when more knocks rang through the room.

"Gonna be a bit crowded in here," Vivian muttered.

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The wolfess did, fortunately, make it class in the morning, and had no problems paying attention. Her fat sheath and shaft remained fully under control, having been drained and then some during the impromptu orgy the previous night. And morning. And fifteen minutes before the first class started.

The very relaxed wolf had a very relaxed day, all the way through dinner, right up when it was time to head for her first evening at the new job. She changed at her dorm before leaving. The uniform (what she assumed the email meant by "pillowcase") was... interesting, to say the least, consisting of a large and wrinkly one-piece stretchy bodysuit. The wolf's large tail shoved through the empty back half, letting the extra legs hang in the air as she tried to pull it into place around her front. It sagged badly - even the hole for her neck was huge, so it hung low off her chest and biceps like a strapless gown. Clearly the suit was designed for taurs, which Vivian just as clearly wasn't, so she felt a little ridiculous wearing the massively oversized stretch fabric to the store. At least her hands and feet were free and unencased by the fabric, along with her head, but the rest of her body was draped in white.

The loose fit didn't bother the person she assumed was her new manager when she entered the mattress store. The manager stood beneath a large "RENT-A-MATTRESS" sign that was in the same font as every other communication she'd seen from the company so far. The interior looked fairly typical for mattress store - lots of displays, plenty of large bed frames in neat rows, and a few desks in the back where customers could pay for their purchase. The only thing missing were the mattresses. Every single bed frame was empty - just a flat platform or slats.

"Vivian! I'm so glad you're taking the job!"

A tall poodle with glossy black fur from head to toe approached. She was tall and skinny, especially on the staggeringly tall high-heeled shoes clicking against the floor. A bouffant of frizzy, curly black hair perched above her head between her ears while the rest of her was manicured and primped and brushed to perfection. Vivian's eyes widened a bit as she watched the poodle's chest lead the way, each massive teardrop easily half again as big as the wolf's own pair. A taut white blouse and matching jacket (that only draped against the sides of her wide chest) provided some support, but how the clearly top-heavy canine didn't topple over was a mystery. Vivian's tail wagged behind her, causing her taur-sized uniform to sway back and forth.

"And you're wearing your uniform! Excellent!" the poodle said, her dulcet voice ringing out through the sales floor. "Normally your shift won't begin until seven o'clock, but I wanted to get you here early for employee orientation."

"Wait," Vivian said, holding up a paw. "Before that... where are all the mattresses? Don't you sell them here?"

"Sell? Nonsense! We strictly rent out mattresses on a night-by-night basis. That's why all of our employees work evenings and nights," the poodle said. "You'll be able to choose how many nights you want to work each week, and there's a bonus for doing at least four nights a week for a month. And before I forget, here's your initial bonus for joining the firm!"

The poodle reached between the leather flaps of her day planner and pulled out a small piece of paper. She held it up for Vivian to read. The wolf's eyes grew even wider than before when she saw the number written next to "Amount."

"Uhhh... wait, this is too much to-"

"Nonsense! I pay my employees well because it encourages high performance! Happy employees are productive employees! Besides, like I said, many people doing this job are college students like yourself, and which college student ever didn't need the money?"

The poodle grinned, sharp and perfect white teeth glinting as she glanced down towards the wolf's tail, which partially filled the back half the taur-sized onesie. Her fingers slipped the check back into her day planner.

"I'll deposit this check in the bank of your choice in the morning after your shift is over. Now, let's get your uniform fitting correctly!"

"Yeah, I was going to ask about that - this was delivered this morning, but I'm not a ta-"

Vivian's eyes opened even wider than before and her voice caught in her throat. The canine's enormous chest shuddered as she felt a heat grow in the base of her spine. Between her thighs, her maleness hardened, flexing and firm, filling out rapidly as the intense heat spread through her limbs, so searing she was left gasping and trembling.

"What... what's happeningggghhhh..."

"Happening? This is new employee orientation, Vivian," the poodle said, her low voice a near purr as she watched the canine fall to her knees. "I explained earlier, didn't I?"

"No, you didnggghh!"

"Oh, dear, did I forget to attach the employee handbook again? I'm just not very good with computers, I suppose..."

Vivian's lower back cracked. Her cock surged outwards and stretched the fabric of her uniform taut, pulling it away from her breasts like a tentpole. The wolf leaned forward on all fours, muzzle open, tongue out, head back as she gasped again at the intense heat rippling down her backside. Though it was difficult to tell quite what was going on underneath the wrinkled, stretchy white fabric of the so-called uniform, the shock on Vivian's face as it gradually pulled tighter around her arms and torso was clear. Below her belly, but above her thighs, a pair of bulges pushed outwards.

"First thing to remember," the poodle said, opening her day planner to consult her checklist, "is that you are on the clock from ten p.m. until six a.m., though any additional time spent will be billed to the customer, so there's no rush to leave."

The poodle stared down the bridge of her muzzle as she watched Vivian tugging at the front legs of her uniform, pulling them free of her feet as her entire backside shoved backwards, stretching out and growing longer. The wolf leaned into her breasts as they filled the stretchy front, pulling the wrinkles tight and smooshing them across the floor.

"Anything past six a.m. the firm will bill double," she growled, a predatory note in her voice as she thought about the heaps of money that particular policy brought in. "Second, your pillowcase shouldn't be removed while you're on duty. As you can see, they're designed to fit comfortably during your normal shift."

The bulges that formed on the front of the wolf's body elongated and filled the leg holes formerly occupied by Vivian's original pair of limbs. The new legs were digitigrade - forelegs, and soon stretched through the leg holes at the bottom so that her wide, broad paws could flex against the floor. As her hips stretched backwards, the stretchy white fabric wrapped around her legs and haunches, squeezing the wide girth of her thick rump in tight. The poodle lent a hand, helping by pulling the wolf's tail through the hole in the back before doing the same for the thick dark blue arousal stretching the underside. The fabric squeezed back in along the new taur's long lower body, showing off the graceful curves of her underbelly and flanks, as well as wrapping and squeezing her heavy, bouncing sac, which was quickly inflating and filling up all of the available space inside the suit.

"Third, under no circumstances should you agree to date a customer," the poodle said. Her voice turned wistful. "Not because any company policy says so. It just never seems to last... there's always a cooler side of a pillow somewhere..."

As Vivian flopped onto her side and lifted her upper body, staring down at her radically altered lower half in shock, she wagged her tail, gasping as the intense pressure continued to build, rather than diminish, now that the uniform fit, more or less. While it stretched around her full chest, outlining the fat nipples proudly jutting out at the round ends of each orb, it was still sagging around her underbelly and forelegs. Vivian shuddered as the heat shifted inside her, flooding her groin and pulsing with a sudden urgency. Her incredible sac squeezed through the same hole her massive thickness spread open, making her moan and tremble until the enormous orbs were pushed out of the taut uniform completely and flopped between her legs, completely pinning and hiding the bottom limb from view as the fat nuts spread flat across the floor, already many feet thick across.

The white fabric wrapped around the lower half of her thick blue shaft pulled down lower yet against the base of her sheath between her hind legs as the entire massive length swelled, visibly stretching outwards in all directions. Huge veins appeared, feeding the exciting and unnatural growth, as the fat member, which previously reached short of the taur's forelegs, stretched beyond her upper body entirely. It filled out thicker and wider, gaining far more in girth than it did in length once the head pushed her forelegs apart. The wolf's claws scraped on the floor before pulling away as she was lifted completely into the air by the sheer size of her incredibly thick maleness, though the forward growth stopped some four feet in front of her swaying chest.

"NNnnnnnggghhh!"

Vivian's eyes clamped shut as she felt her hind legs stretch apart around the enormous swollen sheath. The wolfess panted hard, shuddering as she felt her chest pull the neckline back downwards, as it was before, only this time because of the weight and heft of her gradually swelling tits rather than the looseness of the fit. The wolf's paws cupped the underside of her chest as she rolled side to side on top of her cock, massaging it with her entire long lower body, legs splaying to the sides around the huge maleness already growing thicker around than she was.

"And we're nearly done with employee orientation!" the poodle said, slapping the day planner closed in front of her enormous chest. She turned sharply on her heels and strutted down the aisle between some of the bed frames, then lifted a paw and wiggled her finger, beckoning the wolftaur without looking back. "This way, Vivian! The new employees always go up in the window on their first night!"

Vivian wasn't sure what was happening, but the heat and pleasure surging through her growing body brushed aside any possible reservations - along with the memory of that huge number on the check she'd been handed earlier. Shuddering with growing need, the wolftaur's paws could only just reach the floor around the massive, several-foot-thick cock squeezing flat into the marble tiles underfoot. The head, easily as wide and thick as her own swaying hindquarters, released a drizzle of thick, fresh pre-cum, and Vivian bit her plumped up lower lip, grunting as she dragged her enormous shaft forward. The pre-cum lubed the floor, allowing her scrabbling claws to drag her immense body towards the windows at the front, where the poodle watched with an expression of pride in her newest worker.

"Get settled in! I'm sure you'll be rented out very soon!" the poodle said. Vivian heard the click of the canine's heels pause as she walked past the taur's hindquarters, then grunted when a large paw grasped a good chunk of her wide rear end, pinching tight enough she lifted her foreleg and whined. Her flanks quivered as the enormous sac, which reached right past her hips as it dragged behind her and forced her hind legs far apart. "Mff. Good girl."

Vivian panted as she struggled up the single step into the store window display area. A large shade was pulled down, blocking the view to the outside, as she hauled herself onto the platform bed frame and shifted around, wriggling onto her backside, so that her upper body and lower body stretched out at a diagonal across the bed, more or less not sliding off. She sighed and relaxed, then explored with her hind legs, wondering how useful they'd be later when she could take care of the impressive and heavy maleness draping over her underbelly and pulsing thick gouts of pre-cum past her upper shoulders and onto the display floor.

Just what did the poodle mean by rent out, though? Vivian panted as she felt her thickly grown maleness throb with lust. It was hard to think... to focus on anything. Her forelegs pushed into her shaft, pads sliding across the swollen veins crossing up and down the dark blue flesh, and groaned as even more shivering globs of pre-cum drizzled onto the floor.

And then it didn't anymore.

Vivian shuddered as she looked at the huge, overgrown tip. The broad crown looked the same - glossy, shiny flesh quivering with pent-up need. Her eyes ran down the fantastically large arousal, drinking in the sight of her own immense size, but she froze when her gaze reached the base of her overblown stalk.

Her flesh, such as it was, no longer shined under the lights. In fact, the dark blue looked to have a matte, absorbent appearance, and it was spreading up her length, feeding additional pleasure through her body as it transformed her appearance still further. Vivian shuddered and stretched her upper torso forward, lifting her shoulders so she could dig her fingers into the transformed skin of her cock. She jerked her paw back when she felt the enormous arousal give way easily, dimpling perfectly under palms, only to slowly spring back into place over the next few moments and assume the original form of her swollen shaft.

"What the..."

Vivian's shoulders flopped back onto the platform bed as she wiggled her taurhalf, gasping and groaning as the change from living tissue to what she could only describe as warm memory foam continued. Her fingers pushed deep into her huge breasts, leaving her panting and breathless as the memory foam squished perfectly under her hands and then, like her massive cock earlier, sprung back into place over a few seconds.

Heavy padded footsteps echoed from the back of the display floor and Vivian turned her head, staring open-muzzled as several dozen enormous, bulging, highly aroused people made, like her, entirely of memory foam entered the room and clambered onto the empty bed frames around the floor. There were all types and sizes - a slender gazelle with a wide belly and breasts, a cow with a memory foam udder that occupied more of the bed than the rest of her combined, several males who had to drag their cocks in backwards as they were too huge to walk normally, and more. A round and pudgy pink fennec grinned at Vivian and waved as she clambered onto her bed frame and got comfortable.

"Alright, everyone, remember to keep your pillowcases on and give our clients a good night's rest!"

The poodle, standing near the door, flicked a switch on the wall. The large shades around the front window display where Vivian wriggled across the frame rolled upwards, revealing a line of people had formed outside. Many shoved their faces against the glass to ogle the hypersized wolftaur as her incredibly thick cock squeezed forward, lurching to slap against the glass and flatten from the tip to the base before springing back and reforming.

"Come in, come in, thank you, please don't rush, there are plenty of mattresses for everyone, yes, come in, thank you, swipe your credit cards here, please..."

The steady rhythm of the poodle's no-nonsense voice and the babble of excited voices made Vivian's heart - or whatever it was keeping her huge foam body warm - pounded within her chest. She grinned, suddenly excited at the prospect of serving the night as someone's comfortable and overstuffed mattress. She rolled over and squeezed her huge stalk against the platform bed, hauling her chest upright to show off her incredible breasts to the people in line outside, then leaned forward, flattening them against the window. Her taut blue nipples, now foam like the rest of her, tingled with excitement and pleasure as she wiggled her broad and plush tail behind her. It whiffed through the air, solid and heavy like an overgrown pillow all on its own.

"Vivian, you're up! This lucky client will be taking you home tonight," the poodle said, strutting up with a familiar feline in tow.

"You!" Vivian said, eyes going wide.

The feline from her previous day's fun in the restroom before class grinned shyly up at the massive wolftaur, paws held discreetly over the front of his tight jeans as he glanced from taur to poodle and back.

"Oh, a previous relationship? That's perfectly fine. Samuel here is a regular of ours," the poodle said. "Ready to go?"

Vivian was about to ask how she was supposed to travel to the feline's residence when she felt a constriction around her midsection. The stretchy white fabric of her uniform - aka her pillowcase - squeezed in around her tits and shoulders, compressing all the extra air out of the foam body inside. Vivian's eyes bulged as she gasped for breath until she realized she didn't need to. Her view of the poodle and the feline - Samuel - changed as she shrunk down in size, squeezed more and more inwards by the taut white fabric until she was completely flattened and shaped into a small rectangle. She could hear and feel everything, including her incredibly massive cock pulsing away somewhere between her tits and forelegs, while her back legs ended up squeezing into her rump along with her arms. The feeling was a little awkward, especially since her head was buried within the middle of the shrunken mound of memory foam.

The wolf felt small hands pick her up and hug her to a narrow chest and belly before carrying her out of the store.

"See you tomorrow, Vivian! Have a good night!" the poodle called. "Yes, sir, our Heavenly Sleep collection does include the Dalmatian Super XL model... right this way!"

Vivian heard the door to the store close and felt a cool car seat against her body. As they drove, the feline's claws tickled over the outside of the pillowcase, teasing the white fabric until the whole package vibrated. Vivian couldn't really do much else - the pillowcase compressing her didn't allow her to expand even though she desperately wanted to.

The small feline hummed as he parked, picked up Vivian, and carried her somewhere - presumably his bedroom. His hands smoothed across the taut white fabric of her pillowcase and then tucked around the sides, searching for something on her compressed body.

Vivian felt him tug on her mattress tag - when had that appeared, she wondered? - and a few seconds later, the compression lifted. The memory foam body of the enormous wolftaur stretched outwards in all directions, growing and inflating as she regained her ability to move.

"Ooof!"

The head of her oversized maleness jutted past the wolftaur's head as she lay on her back, all four legs up in the air. It smacked into the feline's chest, knocking him backwards and sending him tumbling off the bed. The wolftaur kept growing, filling out even larger, as the small cat got back to his feet and scrambled up on top of the plush and soft wolftaur's belly.

"Samuel, huh?" Vivian asked, wrapping her massive arms around his narrow hips and squeezing him down into her lower half. When she let go, his body formed an outline in her plush foam body that slowly lifted him back up.

"Oh, wow..."

The feline purred as the huge weight of the massive and overgrown wolfcock draped around his back, smothering him completely between her underbelly and the huge log of foam. The warm length pulsed as it settled in around his shoulders, matching his shape perfectly and pinning him down, making it hard for the narrow, skinny feline to do much more than moan and squirm. Vivian could feel his erection sliding across her soft stomach and shivered as she shook her hips and dug her hind legs into the sides of her bloated, six-foot-wide sac.

The feline was everywhere soon after that - massaging the wolftaur's chest, squirming down her cleavage, rolling over the huge swell of her sac, and even, when she'd rolled over at one point, finding a cosy place to keep his shaft warm beneath her plump tail. Vivian moaned and purred throughout, loving every little dimple and reformation of her memory foam figure. When the feline stood behind her low-slung hips, pounding away and sending shocks of pleasure up her elongated spine, both hands sunk into the plush rump up to the elbow, she pushed back eagerly, gasping and crying out as her huge cock squeezed down underneath her.

Vivian's eyes opened wide when she felt the feline's body slamming into her hindquarters, filling her with his essence. The pleasure, even from a little squirt like him, was incredible, and before she knew it, the wolftaur's hind end lifted several feet into the air, dragging the cat completely off his feet as Vivian's forelegs stretched down past the bed to the floor.

"Oooonnnnffff!"

An incredible knot even larger than the hypertaur's overfilled balls vibrated against the mattress, lifting Vivian's hind legs so high and stretching them so far apart that she could do little but let them dangle against the sides of the bulbous, plush foam knot. The feline groaned as he lost his grip on her ass and fell backwards, bouncing off the actual mattress of the bed underneath, cock slapping into his belly, still spurting. Vivian rolled onto her side, letting her incredible shaft slide over the prone feline, whose arms and legs wrapped around the swollen shaft. Samuel's feet shoved down, sinking into the base of the shaft, dimpling into the knot more and more, up to his knees before the wolftaur's cries echoed through the room. The memory foam length lurched, lifting and smacking back and forth as she orgasmed dry - her memory foam balls felt full, but nothing emerged from her massive shaft as the whole thing twitched from tip to base. Vivian's eyes closed as she pushed her upper chest with her paws, squeezing her enormous breasts together as the fiery pulses of heat lashed at her spine, causing her twitching flanks and legs to seize up as the peak approached. Samuel grunted and moaned, humping furiously at her oversized maleness, which was easily taller than him by several feet and three or four times the width of his own hips. That didn't dampen the feline's enthusiasm as he felt the huge shaft swing over again when Vivian rolled onto her back.

The wolf moaned, panting hard, groaning as she lay limp across the bed, hindquarters and huge sac dangling off the sides. Her soft and plush paws grasped at the quivering feline and pulled him up close, positioning him between her breasts, wrapping him up with the dense, springy foam of her transformed body while her shaft bounced and twitched slightly high above her head, longer than ever thanks to the surprise knot still forcing her legs to spread wide to the sides.

The feline shivered, wiggling against her as he mumbled and murmured, but soon the exhausted male slumbered and snored away in the wolftaur's cleavage. Vivian closed her eyes too, sighing with relief as the worst of the ache in her tense foam arousal faded somewhat. As the warm body of the slumbering feline sunk into her foam flesh, the wolftaur's wide tail thwomped against the floor to the side of her ridiculously huge sac. She grinned, ears folding back, as she took a few deep breaths. Sleeping with a permanent erection would be a challenge, but she had the feeling she was going to need her rest to keep up with Samuel through the night... though when it came to stamina, she had the feeling she'd always be able to spring right back into it.

The End