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Tom Nook jumped a bit in his seat as the door into the Resident Services building slammed open. The dark brown fur that formed his mask hid most of it, but a blush had rushed onto his face at the intrusion.

Standing in the doorway was Wilbur, the pilot from Dodo Airways. The blue bird strode confidently into the space, letting the door swing shut behind him on its own. Due to his job as a pilot he spent a good deal of the time seated and his body showed that, manifesting in the form of a hefty belly and ample padding on his chest and arms. The way the weight distributed also belied that he spent a good deal of his off-time lifting weights. His shirt strained to stay tucked into his belt as a result of his mass, and the tip of his red tie never quite pointed down so much as out atop his gut. And as usual when he was in uniform, he had his radio headset on, along with his fitting pilots' sunglasses.

The tanuki took in the bulky male's arrival over the course of mere moments after the startling entrance. He cleared his throat and adjusted his stance in his chair, scooting it a bit in behind the counter. All the better to hide what was going on underneath it. Tom Nook reached out and took a pencil, starting to sharpen it with a little manual sharpener in his opposite hand. "How may I help you today, Wilbur? Everything alright at the airport?"

Like Wilbur, the middle aged raccoon-dog was fairly bulky with a pronounced stomach. He had less muscle definition in his arms and chest, but they didn't appear flabby either. Being a businessman had afforded him the ability to eat well and put on a healthy amount of weight. Tom Nook, however, was also naked from the waist down.

The claw gripping onto his hip gave a further clue to what he was hiding. Ahnik, a recent newcomer to the island, was merrily fellating the landowner. The lizard was fully naked, showing off his body-builder body to the space between the tanuki's legs. Down under the counter the green-scaled reptile silently transitioned from suckling over the girth before him to delving his fat tongue in to give the older gentleman's foreskin a stretch.

"Roger!" Wilbur showed no sign of suspecting anything untoward was happening. "Orville and I have been talking, and we'd like to get on that airport upgrade Alpha Sierra Alpha Papa, over!" The dodo paused, pointing a feather-finger to the empty seat on the other half of the counter. "Where's your co-pilot?"

Tom Nook took an embarrassingly long time to decode that request in his current circumstance, so much that the non-sequitur follow up threw him entirely off balance. He stared blankly, continuing to twist the sharpener on his pencil while doing his best to ignore the tonguing going on between his prepuce and head. "Oh! Oh Isabelle! She is taking the day off. Good on her, a very busy worker! Yes, yes..." He finally set the sharpener down and dragged some notepaper over to himself and planted his elbows on either side of it, allowing his posture to stoop a bit further forward. "How fast would you like the upgrade?"

"I repeat, Alpha Sierra Alpha Papa!" The dodo stepped closer to the counter, putting his fist on his belt.

The tanuki swallowed and exhaled. Of course. He'd already said that. He put on a patient smile, or at least, what he hoped was one, and spoke again. "Yes, starting ASAP, but the end-date will tell me how many workers I will need to contract, yes yes?" His voice quavered while he tried to sell the white lie to save face as well as he sold property.

Meanwhile, Ahnik must have finally noticed the conversation going on above him, because with a devious smirk he pulled his tongue free and wrapped his jagged lips around the very base of the tanuki's girth, squeezing it up against his palate. He suckled like this for a few more moments, before slowly dragging his muzzle free, squeezing what bits of pre he'd milked free directly onto the back of his tongue as he went.

Wilbur nodded firmly at the explanation and continued. "Roger. Before the weekend. That's when we're expecting a lot more passenger travel through here, over." He looked back over his shoulder in the direction of the airport and tapped his headset. He appeared to be checking if the building was blocking his signal to his brother's paired set.

The hidden lizard chose that moment to ramp things right up. Knowing that Tom Nook would be practically pinned to his chair as long as anyone else was around, he figured now was the perfect time to do something he'd like to do uninterrupted. He kissed the very tip of the tanuki's cock and then shoved his snout against the leaking slit there. With enough pressure, the flesh parted and wrapped around his blunt muzzle, up to just under his eyes and most of the way to his neck.

Tom Nook inhaled sharply, eyes going wide at this new intense sensation. His fist clenched around the pencil but he stopped himself before he could snap it and make an even louder sound.

Unfortunately, the pilot's attention had already been drawn. He raised his sunglasses up his yellow brow and blinked. "Oscar Kilo over there, Mr. Nook?"

The raccoon-dog opened his mouth to speak, but clearly had lost his train of thought. The feeling of Ahnik's head pressing through his meatus, the flexible orange spines adding just that bit more texture on top of the jagged shape of his lips grinding against the inside of his urethra... The sensation was unlike anything he'd felt before.

Wilbur tilted his head a bit. "Repeat, Oscar Kilo Mr. Nook, over?" He sounded a bit worried.

It was then that the lizard braced his feet against the inside of the counter's modesty board, grasped onto the businessman's chair firmly with his claws, and shoved as hard as he could to get his broad, well defined shoulders to wetly slip into the elastic member in one quick go.

Tom Nook's face twitched as he managed to keep from losing control of his visage. However, his free hand thumped the countertop firmly as he lurched in his seat, his breathing coming faster through his nose.

"Alright, I'm coming back there, over." The big avian walked around to the access gate in the counter and with a practiced ease reached over it to the latch on the other side, disengaged it, and lifted the gate to walk on through.

The tanuki's eyes widened as he realized what the dodo was doing. "N-No, Wilbur it's alright, I'm fine, there's no need to come back here!" His voice, normally so relaxed and calm, was near-panic as his business associate approached.

Ahnik found himself unable to keep holding onto the chair and still press deeper, or else his elbows would get in the way. The green lizard pressed his tail against the underside of the counter to help shove himself even deeper, muzzle threatening to press past the base of the tanuki's cock.

Wilbur pulled the chair back from the counter to turn Nook towards him and froze. His sunglasses fell off his forehead to clack into place on the bridge of his beak.

Tom Nook put his hand on his face, blushing deeply. Jutting from his overstretched maleness was a whole person from the waist down, fingertips wiggling as they slipped out of sight into the tight flesh.

The muscular lizard's toned hips and powerful tail were on full display, and his legs shifted around, toe claws clasping and trying to find something to push off of.

"I... I can explain." The businessman muttered, his back arching a bit as a wriggle inside his loins sent a jolt of pleasure up his spine and causing him to reflexively flex his cock, dragging another few inches of citizen deeper.

After a long pause, the dodo's inscrutable expression developed into a smirk. Wilbur reached up and turned off his headset, taking it off and setting it on the counter. "Well... it wouldn't do for Bellbottom Synthpop to hear about this, would it?"

All the while, Ahnik merrily continued trying to wriggle deeper, his tight rump slowly sinking into the stretched flesh while his thick tail base was forced against the bubble butt. He didn't seem to care one bit what was happening outside of the tanuki's cock.

Tom Nook, however, was frozen. Extortion? What would the bush-jumper pilot want? And which of the residents of the island did the dodo call Bellbottom Synthpop again?

Wilbur took off his sunglasses. Rather than any sort of malice, his eyes were lidded lustfully. "We'll say no one has to hear about this if you let me top ya, right here and November Oscar Whisker, copy?" His wing feathers were already digging atop the knot of his tie to loosen the red silk and start to pull it out from under the shirt collar.

The blood that had flushed from his face in fear now rushed back to his cheeks as the raccoon-dog was flustered all over again. The handsome strong pilot... Nook looked around bashfully, quivering at another energetic squirm in his loins, before nodding. "Yes, yes... wouldn't do to let this leave the room, would it?"

The blue dodo discarded his tie, casually walking through the gate and back to the front door of the building. With a flick of his wrist, the door was locked, and he flipped the sign from 'come right in' to 'be back soon!'

The buried lizard jolted a bit as he felt the businessman stand, wriggling in confusion until his feet found the underside of the counter again.

Tom Nook carefully hefted his belly and plopped it on top of the counter to make the position a bit more comfortable. He flicked his round tail behind him back and forth a bit. It had been quite a while since he'd bottomed, but he was sure he wouldn't have trouble.

Wilbur, meanwhile, casually unbuttoned his shirt and opened it, letting the crease between his large pecs into the open air. His blue downy feathers along his body contoured his form, accentuating his bulk while allowing his definition to shine. As he came back through the gate to get behind the businessman, the pilot undid his glossy black belt and unzipped. He turned to face the counter himself and jostled his dress slacks.

The thud that followed drew the tanuki's attention sharply. The bright blue cock had slammed down on the laminate countertop, pulsing girth not even rigid yet. Slowly, from the foreskin, the flesh-pink glans was revealed as the dodo's heart powered the erection to proper landlord pounding dimensions. Tom Nook swallowed, his breathing getting a bit shallow. He hadn't taken a cock that big in... well, quite a long time for a busy businessman raising two young nephews.

It didn't help that Ahnik was using his newfound purchase against the underside of the counter to drive his well-formed quads and glutes all the way into the pulsing, yielding cock. The lizard found his head pressing through the tighter, hotter tubing at the root of Nook's cock and felt his jagged lips leave flesh behind into a fairly open space.

The blue dodo casually lifted his cock while undoing his button with the other hand, before shimmying his hips to get his slacks to fall off his broad backside. Properly disrobed, Wilbur circled from beside to behind the tanuki, chuckling lustfully. "Coming in for a bit of a wet landing." He stroked over his cock, getting a spurt of pre out and onto the exposed pucker before him.

Tom Nook quivered and curled his round tail to his side to make sure it was out of the way. The heat of the released slick was shortly followed by the actual uncut head grinding against his under-tail, and the property manager chittered softly. The tanuki could feel the soft, round mass of the pilot's belly squishing into the padding on his own lower back through his leaf-patterned shirt as the warmth of another body made itself known from the nape of his neck to his bare calves. His blush was still in full force, but deep down he really... really needed this. Of course, it was coming about due to circumstances he couldn't have possibly predicted-

Wilbur thrust in properly, derailing that train of thought. The dodo planted one hand on the counter next to one of Nook's own for leverage, rolling his hips and thrusting a bit deeper. His free hand came around to rub along the under hang of the businessman's belly between his hip and where it was now squishing into the laminate, giving an affectionate squeeze between his flight feathers. After a few more moments appreciating the plumpness he trailed his feather tips down and below the countertop, giving the immensely stretched cock a squeeze on the base.

Within, Ahnik felt the added squeeze around his ribs as he worked his arms up and into the sac below with his head and shoulders, bracing himself against the greatly elastic flesh amidst the messy pool of semen he found there. The muscular lizard wriggled a bit, and felt the pressure from outside starting to stroke from the tip back to the root in firm squeezes, almost coaxing the cock to feed on him faster. Indeed, his knees sank out of the open and into the tight tube of flesh shortly after, just his calves, claws, and tail left unconsumed.

The tanuki panted heavily. The thick birdhood was never failing to grind its bloated belly against his prostate, sending convulsions through his pelvic floor. He was used to that sensation when he came, but with the obstruction in his cock it was... backwards? Tom Nook groaned and pressed his hips back against Wilbur, closing his eyes. He pushed on the counter to give himself better leverage, chasing the pleasure he felt from another hefty man taking him this way, even as his cock went along its merry business dealing with its first meal.

The pilot clicked his beak and wrapped both of his wing-hands around Nook's cock, pulling in long strokes from just beneath the hooded glans to the tanuki's base before loosening his grip to slide back up and repeat the movement. He timed it with his thrusts so that he met the businessman's hips from either side simultaneously.

This intensification worked as one might expect, especially with what the mostly consumed lizard had observed so far. Ahnik felt the whole cock seem to swallow in time with the strokes, and after three repetitions his ankles had met the fleshy meatus the rest of his body had traveled through. He splayed his toe claws as the floppy-spined tip of his tail wiggled in its last bit of freedom, before the last of all three limbs vanished with a wet slurp.

Nook's eyes widened as the pleasure intensified, the gripping gropes leading to a sudden swelling in his sac, as well as his long-stretched urethra finally being allowed to compress back to its proper size. He reached out and slammed one palm on the counter up at the front curling his fingers to grip onto it firmly as his body tensed up from his oncoming peak.

Wilbur hilted strong and planted his beak over one of the property managers' shoulders, letting out a rather undignified caw as he went over the edge. His finger feathers still wrapped snugly around the tanuki's base as his tail feathers spread out wide with the quivering of his hefty ass. Hot thick pumps of dodo cream poured into Tom Nook's bowels for a good few seconds. The pilot panted softly, before letting out a content sigh as he finished unloading. "That's a good payload dropped." He murmured, standing upright and patting nook's plump hip firm enough to send a jiggle along his rump and belly.

The raccoon-dog bit back a whine. Through all of that, he hadn't met his own peak, and felt himself backsliding from the edge of climax. He panted heavily, leaning a bit more onto the arm he had braced to the front of the desk while he felt the blue bird starting to pull out of his well-used ass.

Meanwhile, below in the impossibly bloated balls, Ahnik had managed to get himself lying on his back in the snug messy hammock, legs folded across his triangular torso and tail idly curled around with them. From in there, he clearly could tell that the tanuki hadn't climaxed, and pondered. He reached a hand up, feeling for where he'd entered the snug chamber. It was easy to find, his claws grinding against the entrance to that tube. A grin came over his jagged lips as he formulated a plan.

Once fully disengaged, the dodo pilot manhandled the businessman further by turning him around, a light sideways tug all he needed to break the grip on the counter. Showing his strength as a power-lifter, Wilbur grasped both of Nook's hips and hefted the round gentleman up onto the counter, plopping the messy hole he'd creamed up right onto the unused legal pad. "Good job, over." He chuckled, eyes trailing down to the shape in the other man's balls as it moved... and surged upward.

Tom Nook didn't do anything to resist being turned around, a blush returning to his cheeks as he realized the longer he stayed seated the more sheets of paper on that pad would be compromised. At the same time he found himself having trouble seeing that as a reason to jump down again. These thoughts however, were before the forceful movement in reverse of his previous consumption. His eyes widened and his cock jolted as the feeling of hands and arms stretching his deep tubing sent another shudder along his spine, squeezing his rump cheeks together tight enough he heard the top sheet of paper tear free of the pad as it was forced to fold and crumple. He let out a low moan, unable to see around his belly and cock just what the lizard was doing.

As if that weren't happening, Wilbur was staring at the flexing meatus as it opened and closed with each pulse. "Still looks hungry, Mr. Nook. Best to keep your crew fed, copy?" He chuckled, taking hold of the cock again as he leaned down towards it. "Bet it feels nice in that refueling rod. Think I'll take a page from Stovetop Safety-pin's book here, over."

Ahnik got both of his arms up into the tubing, along with his head once more. This time, however, he felt a fork in the road from the balls. Instead of taking the fore one, which would merely send him on the path back out, he opted the hind. When he reached the gland at the end, the quivering all around him and the moan told him just what he'd found.

If the businessman's prostate wasn't being fisted from inside, he might have been able to parse just what Wilbur was saying. As it stood, Tom Nook was not prepared when the smooth beak stretched out his cum slit. His eyes were as wide as they could get as he once again felt his cock being invaded by a foreign body.

The blue pilot dove headfirst into that slit with his feathers still curled around the cock's base. He too found a great barrier in the form of his shoulders. He took a moment, trying to remember just how large that lizard was, since the last time he saw any part of him clearly it was his ass. He adjusted the position of his feet on the floor and dug his talons in. His powerful musculature under the layers and layers of padding flexed and threw his weight behind the next shove.

Meanwhile, the reptile got both of his hands up into the prostate, spreading his claws and grinding them around inside. He grinned at the powerful flexing and twitching this elicited in his host, pushing with his feet on the sac to try to press himself higher. With effort he was able to get most of his arms and his head up into the even tighter chamber, rubbing around and lapping at the inside with his fat tongue.

Tom Nook's eyes rolled back in his head as his belly distended with the shape of the lizard's claws and jagged muzzle at the same time his cock stretched to the even wider degree required to surmount Wilbur's shoulders. The powerful chest was already sinking in when he felt his cock convulse and pull. The tanuki panted, brow furrowed as his cock began to greedily swallow on its own, the unused muscles in his loins having finally had enough stimulation for those instincts to awaken...

Wilbur felt his arms having to get pinned to his sides, lifting one foot to get up on the businessman's chair. He shifted his weight to that foot, getting his center of mass up above the root of the currently convulsing cock. The dodo ground his beak around, feeling the fleshy tube grind and pull on his head and shoulders faster with his weight adding to the party.

Without thinking about it, the raccoon-dog's paws were rubbing over his belly, trailing and squeezing over the distensions felt there, pressing them in possessively between mapping strokes to recognize each part pushing out from his hide. Tom Nook shuddered and felt a loud bark forming in the back of his throat. One hand grasped his freshly sharpened pencil and he jammed it into his mouth to gag himself, each end digging into his cheeks as he held the wooden rod between his teeth.

Ahnik felt a smooth beak press directly into the crevice between his own pecs, and perked. He hadn't realized that the other male in the mix was prepping to join him until just that moment, and squirmed. He didn't have time, or frankly the willpower, to drop from the prostate to make way. He felt the beak grind down to his solar plexus before the crown of the avian's head shoved into his chest as well. The reptile shifted his stance inside the nuts, cock throbbing in the open space; while he felt the tubing he was occupying growing so much more intensely taut from the added stretch of the oncoming bulky bird's shoulders. He pressed out more firmly, licking out at the walls as the pressure made his breathing have to grow shallower.

The dodo pushed again as his head rubbed against something that he swore felt like tight abs, but that didn't make any sense. His broad belly took a bit more effort, but not nearly as much as his shoulders had, to get in. His waist slorped into the eagerly flexing and pulling phallus with a bit of a lunge after the ball of his gut, but his broad ass and hips were still a major obstacle. Wilbur kicked his legs up into the air off the chair, feeling his sloppy, spent cock getting bent back to his thighs by the advancing 'lips' of the businessman's own. As he'd hoped, enough of his weight was in the cock that his broad ass sank in moments later, leaving his bird legs wheeling in the air.

Eyes watering from the intensity, Tom Nook finally forced them to shut. He rolled his hips, causing more tearing of paper sounds from beneath his used ass, giving into the pleasure of consuming with his cock so much more purposefully. His shaft flexed and dragged greedily, devouring the avian in eager lunges despite just how much larger he was than the relatively slender, muscular lizard. The tanuki felt his balls swelling larger and larger as more of the pilot made the journey from his cock to his sac, even as his uncut head eagerly surged over the last of his thighs to his knees, and then along his plump calves to his bare talons.

Ahnik groaned, squirming as he felt the broad ass of the big bird grind down from his chest to his waist due to just how tight the quarters were. His thighs were having to spread to make room in the increasingly crowded pair of tanuki nuts as his new roommate neared the end of his journey. His own, still throbbing pink cock pulsed as it dragged against all the firm bulk and soft downy feathers slickened with pre and other internal fluids.

Wilbur felt his talons sink fully out of sight and started to wriggle around, trying to force himself back upright. He was fairly conscientious of the three limbs sharing the space with him as he lightly pressed on each leg and the tail in turn to make sure he didn't grind his beak against them. As his ankles met the lizard's chest as well, all of his weight was above the drop into the big raccoon-dog nuts.

The businessman bit down tighter on his pencil as he felt the weight of the whole pilot drop at once, pooling his elastic scrotum onto the floor under his counter. His cock pulsed triumphantly at completing its second meal, drooling pre merrily as the lizard inside his prostate continued to rub around. The rubbing suddenly became far more frantic a few moments later.

The reptile in question gasped as he felt the beak he'd had grind against him mere minutes earlier enfold his own girth. Ahnik's cock was nothing to laugh at itself, girthy and uncut as well, and the pilot was expertly working at it without putting uncomfortable pressure on it from his hard beak. The lizard panted and whimpered. With all that stimulation he was already on edge.

As he sought out that extra treat of making the first meal get off, the dodo felt the sac around them suddenly tense and pull tighter, forcing the thighs and tail against his bulky, padded chest. He adapted quickly, spreading his jaws as wide as he could and taking Ahnik's cock into his throat while the pulsing clenches forced his head forward anyway.

Nook bit down so hard that his pencil snapped into three pieces. The carnivorous cock finally was ready to send something out the other way, but this wasn't either of the consumed passengers, it was the load they'd been marinating in. With eager jolts, the tanuki's uncut cock rocketed cord after cord of pearlescent seed across the space from his counter to his chair, painted the upholstery in his essence and marking it with his scent more effectively than sitting in it naked had already begun to.

Deep inside, Ahnik lost his grip on staying upright as he felt cum rushing up along his waist to take a left turn and rocket out the way that he'd arrived. The prostate contracted around him powerfully with each pump, and he couldn't hold back any longer. In long voluminous surges, he pumped his own reptile cream down the bird's gullet, even as the tanuki's body forced him to sink back down into the heavy balls.

As the lizard dropped, Wilbur let go, catching a full spurt on his tongue before the cock dropped down to his own plump pecs. He gave them a flex around the shooting shaft, before guiding Ahnik to settle in against him in his lap in the tight ballsac. He grinned as the spunk that was being released above was being replenished with the remains of the newcomer's orgasm.

The greedy cock slowly dribbled to a halt up above the pair, and the raccoon-dog panted. Tom Nook spat out his fragment of pencil that remained and groaned, looking down as he watched his cock finally flop down under its own weight to rest on his taut sac. His cock was so much fatter than he remembered. The businessman wondered if it would settle back to its proper size if he didn't stretch it the way he just had for a while. Something likely with how rare he got to 'play around' with other adults.

In his afterglow, the lizard found himself cuddled up into the beefy dodo's embrace, his abs to the plush gut. His jagged muzzle curled into a smile as he wrapped his arms around Wilbur and nuzzled into the messy crevice between his pecs.

For his part, the bulky blue bird embraced his impromptu roommate snugly, clacking his beak happily. Gradually, Wilbur felt his knees being lifted from the floor, as the ballsac tightened and adjusted to carrying two full grown men around, especially now that they were nestled up together and not doing everything they could to stretch things out!

It was almost enough to make Tom Nook wonder if he'd be able to just walk around like this. He blushed deeply. There was no way he'd be able to hide that. Better to wait until they were out to do anything where he had to move about that much. He cleared his throat. "You'll both be getting out of there soon, yes...?"

There was a long pause, which made the tanuki worry that the pair had passed out in their embrace, or that his balls had gotten too tight that they couldn't speak. To his mixed relief and mortification, however, the reply came. "Only after the Airport Upgrade is done, copy?"

Tom Nook flopped back on his counter with a groan, blushing as he felt that just made his sac swing from the motion.