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The SynTech Hyper Accident Fixing Team

By Danath

Freebies Vol. 84: Themeless Edition 2, Round 1

Leo © Leo Archon

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FWOMP.

Leo's red ears stood on end. The noise, having startled him awake, was not one the wolf expected to hear, after all, certainly not in his bedroom so early in the morning the sun barely peeked through the edges of the curtains.

Blinking and yawning, Leo stretched his arms to the sides and his legs out behind him. He was laying on his belly across the bed - though not quite all the way. In fact, only his legs from the knees down still remained tangled up in the covers, while the rest of his short red body was hanging over the side, but elevated.

Leo tried to roll himself back towards the mattress, intent on getting another fifteen minutes of sleep in before starting the day, but grunted when his sideways movement was stopped. He rolled a little to the side, but otherwise his chest was anchored to the area rug beneath the bed. He blinked again and yawned, flipped his tail across the back of his thighs, and stretched his paw down. He intended to push himself off of the pillow his chest rested on, until he felt his fingers sink into them, followed by his paws, all the way up to his wrists, accompanied by an unusual and not altogether unpleasant sensation.

Still trying to blink away the remains of his sleepiness, Leo turned his white-furred muzzle downwards. His eyes vacantly drifted across the immense curves of a pair of breasts easily as wide as he was tall sprouting from his chest and spreading flat across the rug below. His paws, still wrist-deep in his own immense tits, squeezed and prodded, shifting the incredible masses side to side with a sloshing, heavy roll that caused the rest of him to shimmy side to side.

That's unusual, he thought. And then, he thought: Oh, wait, this is really unusual.

Leo's eyes snapped open and he gaped, open-muzzled, at the oversized mammaries filling the room. His ankles twisted in the blankets as he rolled slightly forward, then stiffened and froze as his own super-sized tits swallowed his sheath and balls, enveloping them in warm, firm flesh and fur. The wolf's ankles kicked, sending rippling waves through the oversized mounds now completely supporting his body as he left the bed entirely.

"Nnnnnnnnnnooot again!" he gasped. The long-pile area rug's fuzzy fibers were tickling his nipples. He could only assume since there was no possible way to see them himself over the enormous jugs hanging off his chest, but the fat nipples felt greatly supersized and extraordinarily sensitive. This was even worse than last time, Leo thought, as his hips and shoulders squirmed, causing his massive milkers to slosh to and fro, which only made his taut, plump teats ache all the more. His cock sprang from his sheath, fleshing out and filling in as the heaving masses of the enormous overnight breasts massaged every inch. Leo didn't think he was much bigger downstairs, fortunately, because he really didn't want to be late for work. Again.

"S-Synner!" he gasped, calling out to the AI personal assistant on his phone. The screen lit up - fortunately, he remembered to charge it last night. "Call SHAFT!"

Leo's eyes watered and his hips thrust as his paws clutched at the sides of his breasts. His mind raced as he felt the pleasurable signals firing off, making his loins burn. They weighed at least a ton between the two of them, he figured. One of his larger accidents yet. How was he going to get to work like this? Fortunately, the phone rang and a voice answered.

"Thank you for calling the SynTech Hyper Accident Fixing Team, what is your location?"

Leo gave it.

"Oh, I recognize your voice," the receptionist said. "What is it this time?"

Leo told her.

There was a sigh. "Alright, we'll send someone out. Sheesh."

By the time that someone arrived thirty minutes later, Leo made several messes. His aching cock remained painfully hard despite blowing load after load between the plush, warm, firm cushions of his massive mammaries, which spread all the way from past his ears to his thighs beneath him. His attempts to roll backwards onto his feet or the bed for extra purchase only caused his sensitive nipples to grind across the fuzzy carpet. Worried the neighbors might hear the ungodly moans and whining forced their way from the wolf's white-furred throat each time he made an attempt, he simply relaxed and tried not to move too much as he waited for help. His throbbing cock kept jerking up and down, though, pinned between his enormous boobs, and when he came yet again, the pressure in the oversized udders made his shoulders curl.

"Uuuunnnnngggghhhhhhaaaa!"

Leo heard his front door break, then what sounded like heavy hooves clomping across hardwood. As the door to his bedroom opened, he lifted his head and grinned with relief right as creamy white puddles burbled from around the flattened tits spreading across the carpet next to the bed.

"F-Ferdinand!"

The black bull's huge body filled the doorway to the point he had to stoop down and turn his head to the side to get his bulky chest and wide horns through. One he did, however, he returned Leo's grin before looking pointedly at the 500-pound behemoths keeping the small red wolf locked in place.

"So, what happened here?"

"Just woke up like this."

"Hmm..."

Ferdinand's powerful legs carried him around one side of the bed and then the other as he examined the problem at hand from every angle. Crouching down at Leo's side, the bull pushed a paw against the wolf's sideboob until the small male gargled and choked trying not to react.

"Yep, I can help you out with this. Couple serums, a milking machine, we should be good to go."

As Ferdinand stood, Leo's eyes locked on to the large, familiar bulge running down the inside of the bull's thigh. Unfortunately, the view was cut short when the bull turned and headed back through the door. There were some noises and grunting as he brought in a few machines, all set up in a businesslike manner. Clearly the bull knew what he was doing, and as Leo struggled with not blasting another load between his overgrown tits, Ferdinand began to apply the various contraptions to Leo's ample figure.

The first step was to hoist the wolf's immense breasts up into the air. Leo blushed as he felt Ferdinand's arms and chest squeeze in close and tight, so tight that he could feel the bull's bulge grinding across the hundreds of pounds of wolf tits. A broad band running beneath the oversized swells cupped them somewhat, though they spilled over both sides as Leo felt his chest hoisted up by a series of pulleys. Ferdinand, big and strong as he was, had to put some muscle into turning the handle to raise the wolf's body off the ground, which also put the fat, dinner plate-sized nipples on full display. Leo moaned as his legs were able to reach the ground, though he was essentially leaning forward into a massive wall of tits slung low in front of him. The wolf's erection remained firmly implanted in the gooey corridor between.

Leo let out some small gasps and moans when Ferdinand's big fingers wrapped around his nipples, pulling them into place for the large suction cups. The clear plexiglass domes pulled and squeezed as the suction began, leaving Leo panting.

"So, anyways, still working at that office a few miles away?" Ferdinand asked. His fingers dimpled the flesh of Leo's other nipple.

"Y-yeah!" Leo said, his voice rising sharply mid-syllable. "I already called them, let them know I'd be late."

"Gonna take a few hours to milk these puppies," the bull said. His palm flattened against one side and pushed, sending rippling waves throughout the immense breasts. "Drink this."

Leo did as told. It was strawberry flavored. His cock jerked as the ripples in those many hundreds of pounds of boobflesh attacked his maleness.

"I may be up for a promotion soon thanks to you," Ferdinand said, his voice all business. "Alright, now this may put on a little pressure..."

After Leo's eyes uncrossed and the desperate, moaning wails and humping stopped, Ferdinand double-checked the settings. They had, in fact, been set a little high, though Leo didn't seem to mind as he flumped forward into his own oversized bosoms and sagged his hips forward, a dreamy little grin on his muzzle. Fresh seed dripped down onto his ankles below from his neverending cleavage.

Ferdinand grunted. The bull had been hard for a while now, but the scent of the wolf was really putting a spur in his boots, so to speak. The domes, though pulsing along pleasantly, were not getting any of the rich cream sloshing around inside the wolf's breasts.

"Hmmm... I don't want you to be too late for work," Ferdinand said, stepping behind the wolf's backside. There was a loud unzipping noise before Leo's muzzle clamped shut. "Better give you a jump start."

Leo's muzzle scrunched up as he felt the bull's hands wrap around his hips and drag his hips back until his feet lifted off the ground, leaving his torso pressing down hard into his oversized chest. The machine constantly suckling at his oversized nipples distracted him only a little as he felt the bull's heat slide between his rump cheeks.

"By the way, I parked in a guest spot out front. I know you said I could park in the drive, but I thought that'd be better since I have the large van today," Ferdinand said. His hips pushed forward, and Leo's eyes widened, then lidded over. As the wolf's tongue flopped over his lower lip, the bull's thighs bounced off the back of the smaller male's legs. "Also, if you want to update your payment plan, let me know, otherwise the charges will go on the same insurance as usual."

"S-sounds g-great!" Leo gasped, interrupted as the bull's hips slapped forward, picking up speed until Ferdinand settled into a good, firm rhythm. "My c-card is about to expire so I'll l-let the office k-know!"

The bull's thick stalk disappeared entirely under the red wolf's tail, which plastered over Ferdinand's chest and wrapped around his shoulder. The muscular male's grip around Leo's hips tightened as his heavy, full nuts drew up taut. Lifting the wolf so high that Leo's cock dragged free of his own breasts, Ferdinand squeezed forward, grinding the wolf down until he was nearly totally enveloped in the massive, plump mounds.

Leo's eyes crossed again. His hips tightened, milking the bull's thickness, and all of the sudden the pumps around his fat nipples flooded with thick cream.

"Looks like the milkshake took effect," Ferdinand said. His hips dragged back, then slapped forward, impaling the red wolf, before he did it a few more times, making sure the tight little rump squeezed along every inch of his thick, full, flexing shaft. "Let's see... I'll have to change out the containers a few times, looks like, so we've got three or four hours at least, but maybe we can cut that down with proper stimulation. Alright, now, hold on!"

Leo's arms stretched to the sides, holding on for all he could as the muscular bull's grip dragged him back and shoved him forward, each time eliciting a thick chug of cream that filtered through hoses out to the storage tanks in the truck on the street. His face twisted into a mask of pleasure, though he managed to squeak out some replies to the occasional attempt at conversation that Ferdinand initiated.

"By the way, is that a new car you got?" Thrust thrust thrust.

"Seems like it's gonna be hot today. All this week, actually." Pound pound pound.

"Oh, I forgot to mention, there's a sale going on. Pre-pay the next incident and you'll get a discount on the two after that. Should be a pretty good deal for you, Mr. Archon!" Grind grind grind.

After the first hour, Ferdinand found Leo's muzzle was just as accommodating and fun as his backside. The wolf shivered and trembled as he swallowed furiously around the bull's fat meat while said bull's huge knees and thighs shifted and squeezed into his huge breasts. They'd shrunk somewhat, but were still at least five times bigger in terms of mass than he was.

After the second hour, Ferdinand was back on rump duty. Leo, muzzle still drooling and tasting of the male's musk, groaned and moaned, especially when the bull pulled out to go change the tanks.

After the third hour of milking, Leo's tits only reached to his knees. He still needed the harness to stand, but stand he did in a very wide stance as Ferdinand's hips slammed into him. The bull's arms were just large enough to reach all the way to the wolf's white-furred front and cup those immense milkers; each powerful squeeze delivered a similarly powerful blast of rich, frothing cream into the pumps.

Ferdinand was wrong after all, as it was nearly five hours later that Leo's chest finally gave out. The heavy teardrops were still oversized, especially on his thin frame, and probably added thirty or forty pounds each. His lean, powerful back muscles stretched as he pressed himself back against the large bull's torso. Leo's muzzle formed an O as Ferdinand's hands squeezed and pulled on the fat teats, now shrunken down to the size of coffee mugs. The bull's cock dribbled, still squirting and drooling from the most recent eruption, creating a lake of seed across Leo's sternum.

"Let's see," Ferdinand said, sliding his palms down Leo's bosoms to cup them from the sides. The wolf squirmed between the muscular thighs and gasped. "Still a little big, but that's probably all we can do for now."

The bull reached down and grasped Leo's head fur, pulled him forward, and stroked his huge shaft smoothly between the wolf's messy lips, making sure he was properly cleaned off before the groaning red wolf's muzzle opened for its next gasp of air.

"Always a pleasure, Mr. Archon, and please call SHAFT the next time you need assistance!"

Ferdinand stood up and stretched his arms. He grinned down at the panting, exhausted red wolf as he tucked his half-hard arousal down into his pants, then carted out the various pumps and tubes to take back and clean. He'd ended up dumping most of the last two hours worth down the storm drain, unfortunately - the van was already overloaded. Seemed a waste.

Leo remained spread out on the floor, coated in spunk and milk, exhausted and gasping.

"Thanks, Ferdinand," he croaked, attempting to lift his head. "Always a pleasure."

Leo's hands ran up the sides of his damp breasts and squeezed them together. A thrill rocked through his spine as he delicately slid his thumbs over the fat nubs, each as big as his fist, capping the swollen teardrops. He could set up an appointment for tomorrow to get them reduced completely, of course...

But maybe he'd hold on to them for a little while. Ferdinand certainly seemed to enjoy them, after all. He sighed as his cock twitched, fully spent, and listened to the sound of the bull's heavy hooves clomping away down the sidewalk to his van.

Or maybe he'd just request Ferdinand come back and finish the job himself...

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Leo hummed as he bounced into work later that day. He only had a few outfits that would fit him when his boobs got so large, but he wore it well. The suit coat barely contained his massive swells while the matching pants showed off his slim hips and pert rump. He was three hours late from all the time it took to get cleaned up after Ferdinand peeled off to head to his next appointment. Still, Leo's boss was the understanding sort, and said he wouldn't be penalized so long as he stayed three hours late to make up for the time lost. Or at least, that's what Leo thought his boss said. It was more of a mumbled sentence or two as the boss stared deep into the red wolf's plentiful, fuzzy cleavage. As the busty male trotted off to his station, he was thankful that he had the foresight to purchase bras of varying sizes up to the enormous triple-J cups barely containing his sloshing jugs. Given how often this sort of thing happened, the investment was more than worth it. There was no helping the vast swaths of exposed chest, but the tight black jacket and button-up shirt managed to hide about half the bra itself, though nothing could disguise the firm, plump teats creating wet spots through all the layers.

"Seriously, Leo?" a mink asked as he made his way to clock in. "You know, with as often as you've come to work with boobs after one of your escapades, I'm beginning to think you should just keep them." She eyed him critically. "Even if your current rack isn't as big as I've seen on you before, show-off..."

Leo grinned as a few other coworkers made similarly positive or playfully teasing comments, and the red wolf's shoulders swiveled backwards to further flaunt the impressive milkers... maybe keeping the boobs would be nice, at least for now, he thought. Ferdinand was only a phone call away if he changed his mind, after all.

The end