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Model Shop Mayhem

By Danath

Freebies Vol. 84: Themeless Edition 2, Round 7

Boo © Vivian Boo

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The slender-shouldered wolf approached the model shop with a grin and a quick step. The sooner he got back to his workspace at the shop, the sooner the thick-hipped wolf boi could scarf down the Triple-Mega Everything Burrito that took both of his lean arms and slender fingers to carry. The tan-furred wolf had no idea what was in them, but they tasted amazing. He'd been there for lunch every day last week and this week. Boo could smell the steam rising from the heavy paper bag clutched in his long, narrow arm. Dark brown, nearly black "socks" of differently colored fur covered both arms and legs from the elbows and knees down, respectively, unhidden by his small blue shirt and matching shorts. The shirt pulled in tight across his smooth belly and small chest, leaving the image of the large angular robot pictured on the front mostly unwrinkled. From belly up, the wolf looked almost fennec-like with his slender physique, elegantly long jaw, and tall, pointed ears. His small pecs were plump and looked soft, even through the shirt, and his lips formed permanent dark-lipped pouts beneath his thin, wire-rim glasses, which perched on the bridge of his muzzle without any arms.

As slim as he was above, the opposite was true down below. Boo's hips flared to the sides, far wider than his shoulders, while the badonkadonk trunk constantly bounced under his large, fluffy tan tail. Though his thighs were extremely thick owing to the width of his hips, they narrowed substantially, so that by the time it came to his calves, they appeared too small to support the enormousness of his ample posterior. His tail curled up and over like a horseshoe, with the flicking tip of the bushy tail, which was almost as wide as his bouncing bottom and thighs, twitching and wagging as he happily clutched the Mega Burrito. The wolf's lower jaw started a field of paler tan fuzz that spread down his neck before disappearing under his shirt, though it re-emerged on the other side of him, coating the underside of his tail. The wolf boi's deep and soft fur was conditioned and smooth, amplifying the curves of his pear-like body.

As he stepped from the sidewalk to the small entrance in front of the shop, the wolf boi's other prominent curves posed a bit of difficulty, though the slender-shouldered wolf handled it with practiced ease. Boo slung the enormous package draping from his hips forward, stepping with his opposite leg as he did, and bounced it forward, making the whole huge maleness flop up and down with a few meaty smacks. The fabric of the shorts protested as the swollen package, which matched the girth of his wide, feminine hips, showcased a stupendously thick and long shaft, which tucked over the heavy nuts below. The outline of the tip wasn't visible against the straining, taught, bright blue shorts because it curled over and down and under the fat orbs, ending up - presumably - somewhere between his own thighs. The waistband only just managed to stretch over the wolf boi's hips and rump, though the story would be different were he to lean over.

Having bounced his immense maleness forward far enough to trigger the automatic sliding door, the wolf pushed through his hypersized package and then followed along after. The weight of the shaft didn't seem to bother the big-hipped wolf. He carried it easily on his huge, lush thighs, and slung it side to side with his saucy footsteps - it was hard not to walk without showing off the mountainous rump, the slide of those huge cheeks, the way his thighs squeezed each orb again and again. It was no wonder that Boo's enormous cock rarely retracted fully into the fuzzy, creamy tan sheath nestled in at the base of the immense schlong. The draping shorts pulled away from the front of his hips, leaving a curious little gap for anyone who wanted to peek in to do as they liked. The lower swells of his heavy balls swung near his shins.

"Hey, Teddy, I'm back!" Boo said, waving his lunch bag at the slim, nerdy black-furred feline behind the cash register. "I'm gonna be working on some stuff in the back this afternoon, but let me know if you need any help out front."

"Sounds good, Boo," the cat said, nodding. "It's been pretty quiet, though."

The shop was built in what was once a mechanic's garage. The whole building, at one point, housed machines and tools and broken vehicles, but had been renovated and turned into a quiet little strip mall. The model shop where Boo worked sat between a massage parlor and liquor store on one side, and a small restaurant and clothing store on the other. The walls of the model shop featured an endless array of different robots, monsters, and other creatures to put together, including some rare and hard to find stuff kept on the upper shelves. Flashy posters featuring characters from different television shows filled the rest of the walls, covering up the cinderblock construction. The floor was painted, but heavy traffic near the door revealed small bits of the oil-stained concrete and the heavy metal plates forming the floor below.

Boo swayed through and into the back office where they did inventory, shipping, and other tasks. The wolf mostly worked in the back, but he helped out front when they needed him. For some reason, the other employees complained Boo was too distracting around the customers. Deciding to try to finish up work early today, Boo figured he would eat while he finished packing some shipments. The models could be very fragile and required lots of care to ensure they didn't break en route.

First, the slender chested wolf grabbed the enormous burrito from the bag. The Triple-Mega Everything Burrito really lived up to its name, Boo thought, eyes widening as he ran the long, thick meal along his nostrils as though smelling a fine cigar. There was no way of knowing just what kind of meats and veggies and sauces were inside. Every bite always had a different flavor or texture to enjoy. It was the ultimate mystery meat, and Boo was addicted.

Second, having prepared lunch, Boo organized the table, carefully moving some of the half-finished personal projects to one side. The table was tall, allowing him to stand at it or sit on a stool, both of which were more comfortable than slouching in a chair with dozens of pounds of cock-n-balls weighing him down in his lap. The wolf's overstretched shorts leaned forward, applying a steady pulling pressure that Boo counteracted by leaning back on the stool.

But that wasn't as comfortable as just removing the shorts. The wolf glanced at the open door to the main room on the other side of the table. There was a long, single aisle running through the store, at the end of which were the large clear automatic doors. Normally, whoever came in had a clear view of the back room and vice-verse so that someone working alone would know a customer arrived, but today there were a lot of shipments stacked in front of the table...

Boo grinned. He could always just say that they tore. His fingers slid down his thighs, under the tight fabric, and wiggled them down, easing them carefully around the enormous pink shaft that quickly arced through. He wasn't hard or anything - he was just so big that there was no way the shaft could fit into his snug sheath without effort, which usually meant there was really no way to fit the sensitive, oversized maleness back in its supposed home. The awesome length flexed out under the table, bumping the boxes on the other side, unwrapping from beneath his musky sac and stretching forward. He hooked the waistband of the shorts underneath his achingly full tan-furred balls and sighed as they draped even lower, flattening across the floor as he leaned his hips back onto the stool. The massive nuts were the same color as the insides of his thighs, belly, and chest, a lighter shade than the darker brown around his shoulders and back.

That was much better. The wolf grinned and wiggled his hips as his enormous balls settled, hanging heavy from his hips down past his knees, while his oversized length shoved forward, stretching out and away longer than he was tall and almost as wide around as his wide hips. Boo licked his plump black lips and closed his eyes for a moment as he felt the enormous pole tense, then relax, settling down as the cool air swept around it. He just loved the feeling of his massive dong unfurling from his shorts after being packed up all day, but now was not the time to get caught up and aroused - there was no way he was going to make a mess of the back room before he'd packed all the models up.

Settled in and comfortable, it was time to eat. The wolf boi held the burrito in his paws. It was too big for him by far and as thick around as his own throat. The tantalizing burrito shell disappeared into his muzzle amidst a squirt of hot, steaming juice.

"Oooooh, that's the stuff!" he mumbled, chewing noisily as he sagged forward and rested his elbows on top of the table. Burrito juice rolled down his chin before his long, dextrous tongue appeared and swept up after. "Better every time. How do they do it?"

Boo took another healthy bite of the oversized meal and set it down on the wrapper. Below the table, his massive dong bulged outwards in all directions, from the base to the tip, swelling up in reaction to the greasy juices filling his belly. His cheeks bulged as he wiped his paws on his shirt and turned towards the next package to be shipped. He pulled all the models in the morning, so now all he had to do was box and label them for mailing. The cute wolf boi zoned out as he alternated between bites of his lunch and sticking labels to boxes full of packing foam. Crunch, chew, munch, swallow, stick - repeat. His slender little belly plumped up as he ate, but only to a point - it was as though all the rich proteins and mixed-up grilled stuffing was going somewhere else instead.

Engrossed as he was in the food and the work, Boo didn't notice what was going on under the table. The wolf didn't realize, for example, that with each bite of the supersized burrito, his throbbing pink maleness fattened up just a little bit more. Veins as thick as his wrists ran along the monstrous length as, still flaccid, it began to pulse and shudder, thickening and lengthening. The tip crawled forward towards the boxes in front of the table and bumped into a few of them - before plunging through the floor and out of sight. There was a muffled bonk, then silence, and Boo looked up from his current dripping bite of burrito with wide eyes.

"Huh? Wumzat?" he asked around a mouthful of unspecified spices. He was sure he'd felt something. But the thing about big-dicked wolf bois is that they're used to their big dickedness going off on its own sometimes. Boo learned not to worry about it too much. Besides, glancing down at his plump belly, he could see his enormous nuts still propping the base of the soft shaft up before it disappeared under the table. Nothing to worry about, he thought, taking another big bite.

His cock had fallen into the old mechanic pit built into the floor. It had been cleaned out during renovation and was about five feet wide and quite long, running all the way to the front doors. The company that renovated the strip mall decided it was too expensive to fill the trough in with concrete, so steel plates were used to cover it and make the floor solid, but the sheer weight of the wolf boi's growing cock broke through the panel under the desk. The metal lid thunked to the ground, followed by many feet of wolf cock that spilled forward, dropping the gap before once more wriggling and shifting across the bottom of the trench. Boo hadn't even gotten a fifth of the way through his huge lunch, but his maleness stretched halfway to the doors beneath a steel plate that remained in place.

The fat-rumped wolf boi noticed nothing, focusing instead on finding the right labels for the right boxes and double checking everything in between big chomps of his lunch. Burrito grease stained his shirt as he closed his eyes, savoring the flavor, while unknown to him his cock scooted along the dusty, clean concrete of the mechanic pit, hidden beneath the floor, working across the building until the tip mooshed into the flat wall of the pit underneath the automatic doors, where the old rolling garage shutters once were. The wolf was big and enormously, massively hung, but even this was getting to be large. Were it not for the mechanic's pit running the length of the shop, his cock would have smashed everything inside against the walls by this point.

"Mmmghhhgghhhrrff... I looooove burritos," Boo groaned. The noisy chewing and lip smacking continued as the tip of his cock, unable to grow longer in a straight line, turned upwards. More than twenty feet of wolf dick, fleshy and pink and now as wide as the big-hipped model enthusiast was tall, rippled as it bent in S-shapes from the tip to the base. The compaction in the trench, now nearly too small for the immense dong, forced the shaft to back up into Boo's hips and his stool slid back slowly away from the table, though he didn't realize it as his legs spread around the enormous girth of the base. The tip pushed further up the far wall of the pit, stretching towards the heavy metal plate above.

"Hey, Boo!"

The black feline popped his head around the doorway. With the boxes still in front of the table, it didn't seem as though anything was amiss - the cat couldn't see the overwhelmingly huge cock disappearing into the floor from between the fat-rumped wolf's thighs under the table.

"Wow, you're really going to town on that burrito, huh? Anyways, do you mind if I take off early today? I've got some errands to run and the store is dead quiet."

Boo shook his head. "Nah, that's fine. You're right, it's a slow day. I'd be surprised if there's anyone that comes in before closing. And it's already almost two o'clock, so take off."

"Cool, I'll see you tomorrow. Thanks, Boo!"

The wolf grinned, then turned his attention back to his oversized burrito and sunk his teeth around it with gusto. Teddy stared for a moment, impressed by the slender wolf's neck bulging around each massive bite, then shook his head and turned to leave.

Teddy grabbed his bag and clocked out before heading for the door. Beneath the floor, shoving upwards against the steel plate bolted over the open pit, Boo's enormous length twitched, squeezing and flexing, becoming more and more compacted into the twenty-five foot channel. All it took was for the cat's light weight to stride across it for the balance to be upset. The heavy metal plate slid backwards, on top of the next plate in the row. Teddy, losing his footing, fell forward with a gasp into the opening.

The black cat dove headfirst into the enormous pink wolfcock that squeezed up against the edges of the pit. He was in up to his shoulders from the momentum and kicked his legs, grabbing at the huge crown and shoving to try and push himself back out. He wiggled and tossed as his bag went flying, but within moments his arms were pinned to his sides and he slid deeper to his hips, then his knees, then his ankles, each time with a deep and hungry pulse of rippling, warm, musky flesh.

"Not again!" the black cat thought.

In the back room, a strange look crossed Boo's muzzle. The brown and tan wolf glanced down at his full stomach and patted it with his paw. More than half of the burrito was gone. Maybe he was overeating? Hearing a noise, Boo looked up and through the open door, where the automatic doors were sliding shut. No sign of Teddy. Must have been his belly telling him to slow down, he figured.

Under the floor, in the pit, Teddy wriggled and thrust. Tight, hot walls of maleness pressed in on all sides, rhythmically pulling him deeper and deeper on a seemingly endless journey. The heat and musk made his head spin, hard to think, hard to focus, as he realized his cock was pumping. His muffled squeals and gasps and moans didn't reach the surface where Boo stuffed the last bite of burrito into his muzzle and smacked his lips. He'd finished all the mailings, too. And since there was nobody in the store, customers or otherwise, he could get some work done on his own personal models.

The wolf boi bent his slender chest over the table, grinning as he focused on the tiny parts, often staring through a magnifying class as he used tweezers to delicately attach parts to the growing and complicated robot. His tail swished behind him, draping and rubbing over the huge tan orbs that draped down behind the stool. Busy as he was with the tiny details of the large scale model, Boo didn't notice the bulges soon deposited into the full, sloshing sperm factories. His cock wasn't even hard, after all.

Boo's ears perked when he heard the automatic doors whoosh open. Being right in the middle of a sensitive attachment, he kept his head low, but called out.

"Be right with you!"

The same curious sensation as before crossed through his belly and his head snapped up. The automatic doors slid closed. There was nobody there.

"Huh. That's strange. Somebody walking by, maybe," he muttered, leaning back over to his model.

Like Teddy before him, the cute lion looking for a new robot to build instead tumbled straight down into the open pit in front of the door, landing head first without even a gasp, before the enormous and hungry wolfdick dragged the rest of him in and sent him on the long, musky journey to the churning nuts at the end.

And so it went for the last few hours of the day. The store was actually incredibly busy for some reason, with customer after customer dropping in, but aside from what Boo thought was a malfunctioning automatic door, the model store remained quiet and calm. The distracted wolf boi's balls distended, fattening and filling as elbows and knees, paws and muzzles stretched outwards against the firm flesh and pelt. He didn't notice, because this piece of the model was really tricky and needed juuuust the right amount of glue.

It wasn't until a few minutes after the shop was supposed to have closed that Boo sat back on his stool and stretched his arms over his head, yawning. What a long day, he thought.

"Oh, hey, we got lucky, they're still open and we can get that limited release!"

Boo looked towards the front door. A pair of mice - one gray, one white, both with adorably cute pink muzzles and big round ears, stepped through the automatic doors. They sunk into the floor as Boo's eyes widened. Familiar twinging rippled up his length as he felt their kicking legs and squeezing paws.

"Oooooh, so that's what it was," the wolf said thoughtfully. He glanced behind his wide, curvy hips at the massive sac that just about stretched from one wall to the other. "Good, I didn't want an upset stomach."

Near the doorway, the two rodents were squeezed together, face to face, as their hips sank into the upturned megadick throbbing and pulsing away in the mechanic pit. Boo leaned forward, sliding his paws, which were absolutely tiny in comparison, across the huge base of his massive dick and shivered as he felt the two lucky boys slide all the way in until only their wiggling fingertips pushed from the tight slit at his tip.

"Mmmhhh... ooh, fuuuuck," he groaned, as his churning nuts dragged backwards. "Sorry, Teddy, looks like those errands are gonna have to wait a few days..."

Boo's legs spread and lifted before squeezing down against the rippling bulges in his overstuffed nuts. He leaned forward and shoved the table, revealing the full extent of the situation. His muzzle dropped into a satisfied grunt of arousal as he felt what must have been several dozen shifting, gurgling, churning bodies swimming around and stretching his fat balls from the inside. From the automatic sliding doors all the way to the back room, the wolf boi's immense hyper cock swelled, shoved even further forward by the weight of his huge balls filling the backroom. The tip of the pink wolf cock shoved upwards, triggering the sensor, and then flopped out of the open door and across the sidewalk.

A tall, muscular tiger walking by with a bag of groceries let out a yelp as clangs echoed from within the model shop - the sound of dozens of feet of wolf cock throwing off the heavy steel plates covering the mechanic pit as though they weighed nothing. The enormous length lunged forward, wetly smacking tip-first into the stunned tiger, who was rapidly dragged head-first into the throbbing monstercock. Boo let out another satisfied groan as he felt his lurching maleness grind forward, still growing, still stretching, fattening up until he could hear the crunch of models beneath the thick, sensitive pink skin. His enormous maleness filled the aisle completely and the automatic double-doors functioned almost like a cockring, impeding the tiger's progress down to his bloated, audibly churning balls that lifted his hips higher into the air. He could easily touch the ceiling, but his paws remained on the base of his shaft, massaging and rubbing the enormous length as much as he could.

The wolfboi's dickmeat throbbed with power and hunger as it flopped forward, cracking the sidewalk with its weight. Though he couldn't see it, Boo could feel the tip of his hugeness flinging aside cars and twisting to the sides, as if seeking out more prey. The hypercock was, after all, still pretty much flaccid and soft.

The huge shaft turned, crashing through the front of the massage parlor next door, and within a few minutes, half a dozen wriggling shapes traveled the many, many dozens of feet now required before they could be deposited in his bloated balls, which were fattening and rounding as the churning amplified, filling his nuts with incredible amounts of wolf boi spooge. His tongue fell out over his muzzle as Boo's eyes closed, while his massive cock ripped out of one business only to slam through the next, rampaging through each entrance in turn until his enormous cock emptied the entire shopping park. Smashing cars and knocking over street lamps, Boo's mega-cock flung outwards in a straight line and lifted off the ground entirely before slamming back down against the pavement with enough force to rock the ground. The wolf cried out, gasping as his heels dug into the bloated flesh of his sac, now nearly twice as tall as he was.

His cock pumped again, pulsing as it hardened, apparently past its limit and needing to thicken, to grow, to release the built-up orgasm that Boo could feel tingling in every nerve of his body. His plump lips pulled back as his shoulders scraped across the ceiling, while the churning of his bloated balls sounded like a waterfall in the small back office. The massive nuts flattened packages and models as they rolled and swelled, while his huge cock was so large and thick that by now it didn't fit into the mechanic's channel it had started in.

The truly titanic wolf cock ripped open the front of the building as it flexed, thickening dramatically, and Boo's eyes rolled up in his head as he felt the first heavy blast of pre-cum fire from his growing maleness. He wasn't sure where it was firing at, but he could just about hear sirens going off over the sound of his own roiling, churning, sloshing nuts. His fat rump and thighs twitched and clenched as he rocked his small body forward against the immobilizing cock.

His arousal swelled. He could feel the heat of the late evening sun warming his length and the flood of seed erupting from the tip. The bulges and paw outlines across his enormous sac melted away as his balls lifted him higher, until his entire backside flattened against the ceiling and his tail wrapped down around the outside of his nuts. A wash of pleasure swept over the squirming, fat-rumped wolf boi as he felt the surge of his peak approaching.

"Ooooh... ooohhhhhhh, yeessssss!" he cried. "Hope you all don't mind the... oooofffff... side effects later!"

Boo's squeal of lust rose above the churning as his huge length erupted. Stretching from the front of the store and entirely across the parking lot, the massive tip had smashed through the fast food restaurant on the other side. Customers and employees disappeared into the spouting geyser of musky wolf boi seed, many being dragged down into the flexing tip to add to the mess later, before more huge blasts of thick jizz demolished the structure entirely. The pink wolf cock flexed, rising from the destruction as bits of wood and metal slid off the cum-soaked flesh, before swinging to the side, blasting cars with such huge, heavy streams of white spooge that they ended up looking like they'd been in rollover accidents. Boo didn't know any of this, of course - he was too busy cumming.

He needed more release as the pressure grew. The latest additions to his overgrown nuts only caused the intensity of the orgasm to surge as it continued in a neverending torrent of need. Boo's fingers clutched at his furry thighs and belly as his spine flattened to the ceiling and his own huge nuts enveloped his body, while the massive shaft went wild, flexing and slapping down against the ground. Each flexing rope of wolf jizz could have filled a water tower.

Boo's head spun as he moaned again, lost in lust and pleasure, needing to empty his bloated balls before any rational thought could return. His tail wiggled and his hips jiggled as his full belly squeezed down into his sac. A lustful moan escaped his lips as he spread his arms, hugging his own balls as he felt them draining slowly.

Maybe, he thought, he'd stop for another burrito for dinner on the way home...

The end