Creature Comfort (4)
#4 of Creature Comfort
"Creature Comfort"
Foepaw
"While Chase struggles against his own growing libido, Creature begins to focus on expanding his empire ... and everyone in it. Boundaries fall, old fires are rekindled, and I use the word 'golden' way too much! It's the fourth installment in the Creature Comfort story-line!"
Part 4 (of 6)
So ... you may have noticed this one took a long time to write.
I had some difficulty with the phrasing ...
Especially with how I wanted Chase to react to this brave new world I've made.
In the end, I'm fairly happy with the content of his two sections ...
Unfortunately, Creature's section is a little lackluster, but I spent a week trying to improve it, and all I got was a big headache. I'll try and come back more to that effect later so what I do have doesn't look detached and downright silly.
Of course, there's still multiple sex scenes - and I know that's what you're really after. I don't blame you. It's the best part.
- 4 -
Power flowed around Chase, dancing in tight spirals in the air about him before vanishing into the crowd just beyond the door. Flashes of golden light arced between the bodies pressed tight together in the hallway, caressing their flesh - sparking uncontrolled surges of growth wherever it went. Shirts tore, pants split apart at the seams, and elastic bands groaned and popped as young women rapidly transformed into goddesses of feral desire - lust and pleasure quickly overpowering any sense of modesty or inhibition.
Through that strange other part of himself, Chase could touch their minds - watching as fantasies played out larger than life in their subconscious. He could see through the eyes of the males in the crowd as living wet dreams pressed in around them - growing, swelling - gasping with the pleasure of the transformation as their minds were overwhelmed with desire. He could feel their exhilaration as female hands tore at their clothes in a nymphomaniacal frenzy - even as expanding muscle and male flesh strained the fabric.
Chase could taste the air, thick with the musky smell of arousal. The sexual hunger of dozens stormed through him - into every dark corner of his awareness - feeding the fires of his own libido. On his peripheral, he was still vaguely aware of the others. Pairs, threesomes, foursomes - sometimes as many as four women to a single male - pressed together in a single living mass of carnal pleasures. Yet still, there were free females, frantically casting about for someone - anyone - who could fill their needs.
Chase rose to his feet, finally tearing himself away from the gentle embrace of his hyena lover - softly sleeping on the floor of her room, deep in the afterglow of sexual bliss. Lust washed away the last remains of satisfaction from Chase's mind, replacing it with a slowly building pressure in his balls. Muscle moved beneath his skin like coiled steel cable as he stood - even as he struggled to lift the immense weight between his legs. Surprise barely registered - and a cursory glance was all his sex-hazed mind allowed him. His maleness seemed bigger somehow, but for the life of him, Chase couldn't remember why that was supposed to be a problem.
He reached out with his consciousness - using the power in the air about him to call to a couple females on the edge of the crowd. In that moment of contact with the minds of the others, his awareness was flooded with the needs and desires of half a dozen males - who were quickly becoming the most virile creatures on the planet. He sank to his knees - whimpering with the mounting need for release - gripping his shaft in both hands. He didn't even have to lean down to reach the swollen head of his shaft as he ran an experimental tongue over the tip.
Pleasure filled his body at the stimulation. He tilted his head back and panted - eyes squeezed shut - as the echo of the feeling rolled down his shaft. A glob of precum surged from his maleness and slid down his length, momentarily cooling the rampaging sensation. When - after a fashion - his breathing slowed, and he opened his eyes again, he took in the two new goddesses for the first time.
Twin leopardesses stared at Chase, taking in his broad, muscular form - their eyes fixing on his shaft in a gaze of animal hunger. At one point, they had probably been tall, athletic young women - and Chase could still see the hints of powerful muscle rippling beneath their fur - but they had long sense filled out into a more womanly figure. The transformation had blessed them with full hips and voluminous breasts - while enhancing their natural musculature as a way to emphasize their femininity. Strong thighs and toned abs stood out despite plush fur and gracious curves - marking them as identical figures of feminine power and lust.
They balked at his size - for a moment unsure if they wanted to try to take him on, but the forces that gripped over their minds weighed heavily against them. He wanted them - needed them with every fiber of his being - and all he had to do was give them a little push in the right direction.
"You girls mind helping me with this?" Chase's words were honeyed, laced with the flow of power around him. He hummed under his breath, marveling at how deep and smooth his voice sounded - while images played across the leopardess' minds and sweet promises of sexual bliss whispered in their ears. The will of the closest gave out first, and she pounced on him with feral glee - wrapping both hands as far around the middle of his shaft as far as they could go. Without hesitation, she pressed her muzzle to the head of his member and planted a rough, wet kiss on his slit - with extra tongue.
Chase's world exploded in a torrent of pleasure as the supple feline worked his length. It was bliss, and when her twin finally succumbed to desire, Chase was hit with sensation in stereo. Power swirled around the pair - arcing off their bodies in bright flashes of light. They grew together - thier own vision of perfection amplified into the realm of supernatural sexuality. Their motions became stronger and faster with each passing second. Hands wrapped all the way around his thick shaft, working frantically - even as rough cat tongues teased his most sensitive areas.
Precum flowed from his maleness in thick, sticky streams - pouring out over the two - coating their bodies in a thin sheen of liquid sex as their efforts brought him closer and closer to the edge. He tried to warn them when he felt the pressure within him suddenly rush forward - tried and failed to make more than a pleasured gurgle as he teetered on the brink of orgasm.
Veins bulged impressively on the side of his member. His whole body locked, going rigid in anticipation. He felt the walls deep inside him finally burst - felt the hot rush of pressure as it traveled up his shaft - dragging a swath of pleasure in its wake. Chase erupted with all the force of a burst fire hydrant - his seed gushed forth in ropey columns, coating the leopards kneeling in front of him in a milky blanket of male potency. Cum splashed against the far walls of the room and pooled on the floor in viscous, expanding puddles.
For nearly two minutes, Chase lost himself in the sweet bliss of release. All the pressure finally waned - no longer driving him mad. The haze of need was replaced with a white hot pleasure, lighting every nerve in his body. For a hundred and sixty consecutive seconds - he was relieved of all thoughts, cares, and worries - free to simply bask in the light of pure unadulterated orgasm.
Then, the moment was over, and Chase fell back to earth as renewed sexual hunger that roared through him. Golden power coarsed through his body, quickly replacing every last bit energy he'd spent in the effort. He could feel his balls swelling - heavy with new seed even as the last remnants of his previous ejaculation dripped heavily to the floor. As he lay on his back, staring up at the ceiling, he realized he was far from done. The way things were going, he doubted he ever would be. The satisfaction he'd felt not ten seconds earlier already seemed dark and distant. He wanted more. He craved _ more _ with every fiber of his impossible body ... and he had two hot and horny leopard goddesses ready to satisfy his every desire, whether he wanted it or not.
Chase felt a sticky muzzle press against his mouth - a questing tongue running across his teeth. He reciprocated automatically, feeling his his last conscious thought drowning under a sea of lust.
Orgy spread like wildfire. Creature rode the waves of near-continual orgasm - male and female alike - as he grew. He touched the minds of a growing horde, continually lost in a search for more and more pleasure. He thrust his consciousness into every waiting body he found along the way - feeding them on his power - lighting fires preternatural lust deep within them.
Male and female flesh swelled. Libidos sky-rocketed. Each successive orgasm grew more powerful than the last - as Creature magnified their visions of sexuality onto a greater and greater scale. It took time to temper them to the sheer volume of pleasure produced by their new bodies, and with each new growth spurt Creature had to spend more energy to fight the inexorable tide of gravity pulling against their massive forms - but the pleasure spurred him on.
He languished in sensation with feral glee. He was there with them - sharing the sensations of every mind he touched - feeding their need. It was so simple! They wanted sex - craved it nearly as much as he did. All he had to do was give them that one little nudge and suddenly they were begging for his touch with every fiber of their being.
After the first taste of hypersexuality, many dreamed up more changes - and Creature found himself lost in a new world of fetishes and fantasies. At first, it had been simple. In those first few hours - his form still contained solely within the women's dormitory - the female numbers had massively outnumbered the male ability to keep up. A young wolf, hornier than he'd ever thought possible and suddenly swamped with more beautiful women than he knew what to do with, had simply wished he could have more than one at once. Not ten seconds later, Creature set plans into motion - fully intending to grant that wish.
He burrowed himself into the wolf's mind - delighting in the feel of heat as power gathered in his groin. He shook with excitement as he felt the new shaft growing - veins spreading as it lengthened and thickened - bobbing with rapid pulse and heavy breathing. New pleasure centers spread into the brain as he swam in the growing elation. The pressure of need intensified as new testicles joined the first pair - driving into overtime and swelling with male potency as soon as they were fully formed.
Creature cherished that feeling of simultaneously thrusting into two women for the first time - hearing their joint moans of pleasure as he brought them to orgasm, driving his body over the edge with them. Even before the pleasure cleared from the wolf's mind, two more males had started growing new equipment. Within an hour, nearly a quarter of his subjects had at least one extra appendage of one sort or another - and Creature's pleasure had hit an all-time high.
Excited by the success of his first pet project, he began to branch out. Hermaphrodites, for their wonderful versatility and sheer number of pleasure centers. Taurs their sturdy frames, and the ability support very large sexual organs. Muscle fetishes, lactation, multiple breasts, tentacles, and all manner of delightful perversions worked their way into the willing population. In a short span, Creature's domain had become an ever-shifting, ever-expanding menagerie of impossible sexual delights - spilling out across the campus grounds.
By the time the first rays of sunlight peaked over the horizon, Creature engulfed the entire college campus. Intangible lines of power flowed back and forth between cum-soaked dormitories, spilling into open-air quads where twelve-foot sex gods held raucous orgies. Furs of every shape lined the sidewalks - thrusting against one another in a frantic rut, masturbating unapologetically, or swelling ever-larger in the throes of earth-shattering orgasm. With each new climax, Creature was pulled deeper and deeper into a sea of ecstacy - even as he felt his desire for more growing by the second.
Creature's let his gaze settle on the horizon - at the planet _ full _ of these wonderful animals. This was only the beginning ...
Thought clawed its way back into Chase's mind as the torrent of orgasm finally - graciously - ebbed. He could feel his body settle - his flesh slowing its growth as the world flowed back into focus around him. Cool air rushed into his lungs as he panted, trying to catch his breath. He slumped back onto the grass while warm early-morning sunlight blanketed him - glinting off the sheen of sweat and fluid that covered his entire body.
"Not bad, love." Chase's latest sexual conquest flopped down next to him, playfully squeezing his maleness with both hands. The vixen lay down on the grass, leaning on one arm - her bosom rising and falling with each labored breath. The subtle motion emphasized two sets of voluptuous breasts - twin valleys of cleavage blanketed in a soft layer of white and auburn fur. Her shape was so alluring - and Chase's libido was far from spent. If only he weren't so exhausted ...
Chase's body ached from exertion. In this latest venture into the throes of passion, he had climaxed no less than ten times in a row - and had brought his lover to the brink many times more. Each and every time they recovered almost instantly as their bodies swelled with strength in the wake of orgasm. For more than an hour, they had been caught in a mad rut - blind to anything but lust. Their lovemaking had begun inside the building - and at the time Chase already hadn't been able to stand up straight in the tiny hallways. Around orgasm number five, their swelling mass proved too much for the walls, and they had tumbled out onto the grass and continued with renewed fervor.
Ten in a row. That was more than twice Chase's previous record in this strange sex-fueled world - all the while growing - bigger, stronger, ever more virile. He guessed that if he stood up, he'd be looking straight into what had once been a second story window - and most of the furs he could see weren't far behind him in height, and a few were even ahead of him in endowment. The whole thing was almost surreal - except that every sensation was more intense than it had ever been. It was all he could do not to fixate on _ sex _ every waking moment.
The longer he spent watching the crowds around him, the more it became apparent that he wasn't the only one with that particular problem. Few words were spoken, and those that were were merely flirtation - sweet nothings spoken in the ear of a lover as they lost themselves in the pure and simple act of fucking one another senseless. Those whose fantasies included an extra pair of sex organs were even worse off - often not even getting a moment to think in the constant deluge of pleasure.
Chase watched as the his vixen lover drug herself to her feet and wandered off into the crowd of frenzied giants, seeking someone else to share her body with. Chase wanted to run after her, call out to her, beg her to stay - but he stopped himself. His body wasn't up for a second round so soon - despite the burning need already growing in his maleness. She certainly wouldn't share his sense of attachment - even after such a phenomenal experience - he didn't even know her name. The sex was merely ... casual - a way of fulfilling their needs.
The twins had wandered off as soon as other males had started sprouting extra equipment, the curvy zebra herm that followed in their wake had passed out once Chase rode hir to hir sixth orgasm in so many minutes, a svelte panther femme had left him for another mark after spending nearly an hour teasing him into four orgasms without rest, and now a his vixen was off in search of another fuck-toy to play with. It didn't really matter in the long run. Chase knew that long before he was fully recovered, there would be potential suitors examining him from a far - commenting on how big he was. Chase closed eyes and let the fantasy play out. There would be more casual sex - where he would most likely shatter his newest consecutive orgasm record - ending with both parties growing considerably larger and infinitely hornier. There were hundreds of not _ thousands _ of blooming sex-goddesses ... he would be remiss if he didn't sample a few ...
"There you are ..." A voice purred somewhere above Chase's. His eyes snapped open, his mind moving from fantasizing about goddesses to _experiencing _one with his own eyes. She was beautiful - a wildcat of some sort, with golden-brown fur, and a lean, sensuous body that exuded sexuality and energy like a subtle glow. Something about way her green eyes were flecked with gold seemed to give off her a mischievous look - as if she was promising all sorts of indecent things with just a glance. Her face looked familiar, but he couldn't quite place her in his mind. She flashed him a wry feline smile and leaned down next to his ear - speaking in a low, sensual voice, "I believe I still owe you a bonus round."
"Elise!" Chase tried to sit up as recognition struck across his mind, but a firm hand on his chest put him back down on the grass.
"No you don't. This one's all on me, remember?" The firm hand was followed by a toned female ass, planted directly on his chest. He barely noticed the extra weight as she slid around to his still-erect member, her touch eliciting light overtones of pleasure from his whole body. Elise had grown since he last left her passed out in her room - nearly nineteen feet of wiry female enthusiasm to his twenty - but she still had trouble dealing with the seer size of his maleness.
She lay down on top of him, pinning his massive member against his chest. Her legs spread wide to lay comfortably, her hips ground lightly against his maleness as her breasts pressed against the sides of his shaft, massaging his length in a firm embrace. The sensation was immediate, overwhelming pleasure - from the light touch of her fur against the bare skin of his shaft to the subtle feel of her erect nipples pressing against his chest. Chase was well on his way to nirvana long before she even moved against him.
Elise's full-body massage was no less effective at this size - her added strength and the increased sensitivity of Chase's member had him squeezing his eyes shut against the pleasure in moments. She waited him to open them again before she started using her tongue. A light jolt of golden energy jumped from the tip of her tongue onto his shaft as she lightly licked his length. Chase heard himself gasp from the sensation before his brain even registered what had just happened.
Chase's member convulsed with the sudden shock of electric pleasure - precum surging from the tip and splashing against the fur on his chest. Elise smiled down at him as she waited for him to catch his breath - before leaning down and giving the the head of his shaft a long, sensual lick. Tiny gold sparks flashed from the tip of her tongue onto the flesh around it, striking with white-hot sensation wherever it touched.
Chase couldn't control himself. Before he realized what was happening, he had spiraled over the edge. What he felt was beyond orgasm - beyond his ability to even comprehend. Hot seed splashed against his muzzle as the scent of male musk filled his nostrils. Bliss whited out his senses, and he was only vaguely aware of Elise letting go of his maleness - rivers of cum arcing over his head.
As the world came slowly back into focus after what seemed like an eternity, Chase found himself looking up into Elise's smiling face - at those gold-flecked eyes that were still promising all sorts of unimaginable pleasures. He sat up, letting Elise slide down into his lap - her back resting lightly against his throbbing member. He could smell pleasure. He could taste it - still on the tip of his tongue. It soaked through every sense in his body, as if he were feeling the world through a golden blanket of elation that covered him and everything around him.
His body was sticky and hot from his own cum - but he thing that occupied his attention was firmly seated in his lap, leaning against his chest and purring softly. Elise looked at him with those wonderful golden-flecked eyes and flashed him a fanged grin. "You left me passed out to go out and get yourself laid."
"Well, I-" Chase started, taken aback - completely unable to think of a suitable defense for himself.
"Don't worry, lover." Elise laughed. "I'll just have to work extra hard to keep you." She licked his chest - sending tiny arcs of power leaping across his white under-fur. Chase's body twitched as his all his senses lit up for a brief instant. "I'll hold you in so much pleasure you'll never have time to think about another woman."
"Oh really? I think you're forgetting something." Chase lifted her up in his arms, letting power flow around him - coalescing on the tip of his tongue. He lightly kissed one of her erect nipples, flicking his tongue across the surface of her aureola. Sparks leapt onto Elise's body, caressing her for an instant before disappearing beneath her flesh. He heard her gasp, and it was his turn to smile. "I'm a quick study."
Chase reveled in the spark of genuine passion behind her eyes as they fell together on the grass - bodies scintillating with flashes of golden light.