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"Bend over, kitty." Rory commanded with a nonchalant tone as he strolled into his boss's office.

Rhonda Williams, his boss, his pet, soon-to-be mother of his unborn child after her fertilization just last night, stood up from behind her desk. She adjusted her glasses and flashed him a meek, submissive look. An expression completely undone by the fact that the tigress was six-foot-nine and could easily fold the five-six deer in half.

"Are you going to breed me again, master?" She asked, bending over the side of her desk while hiking up her skirt. The view showing off her perfectly round, fat tigress ass, a feature of her body he knew she was especially proud of.

Rory walked up behind her, giving that ass a firm squeeze. "Don't need to, you are pregnant, I am completely certain." He said. The cervine was telling the truth too, despite having only done the deed yesterday, he knew it for a fact. The same way he knew slapping his bosses ass wouldn't get him fired and a broken arm, as well as how he knew she had always wanted someone to claim her as nothing but a sex toy while praising her for being so good at it too. It was all on his phone, in an app called DreamMaker, full of information one would have to be psychic to know and its capabilities didn't stop there. It didn't just know things, it could change them too! It had altered Rhonda's heat cycle to begin early and endowed Rory with a cock that he was fairly certain no other deer was packing.

Rory pulled Rhonda's fat cheeks apart and plunged his face between them, pressing his muzzle to her tailhole, his tongue pushing inside while she let out a surprised moan.

"Ohh, so dirty..." Rhonda moaned out while the deer behind her sloppily ate her ass, tongue working to lubricate her hole.

Rory lifted his head back up and dropped his shorts, letting his magically enhanced endowment spring free. "Dirty am I?" He asked, spitting into his hand and rubbing it along his shaft. "You're the one who moaned." He pointed out before bringing the all-natural lubricant covered tip to her tight back door, rubbing it against the hole before driving the first few inches inside.

Rhonda groaned out, her whole body tensing up as the cervines thick cock invaded her asshole.

"First time back here, kitty?" Rory asked, stopping, noting as well just how tight she was.

Rhonda nodded while gritting her teeth, a little to Rory's surprise as she didn't even make the slightest indication she was a virgin before he had pushed inside.

"Maybe we should take it slow..." Rory suggested.

She shook her head. "I... I can take it." She asserted.

Rory chuckled, reaching up to give her head a gentle pat. "I know you can." He said, pushing his cock further inside, but still taking it slow as he did.

Inch after inch of deer cock slid inside,Rory finding her tight ass felt amazing as it squeezed down on the invader. The pleasure in turn caused Rory to begin leaking pre-cum, helping lubricate things a bit more.

"You're doing great, kitty." Rory said, scratching behind Rhonda's ear, feeling her relax and loosen a little in response, allowing him to push deeper into her with a bit more ease. "You're almost there..."

Rory nearly lost his balance as Rhonda thrust back against him, the eager-to-please tigress groaning out as her plush ass collided with his hips.

Breathing heavily, his entire cock buried within the vice-like grip of her ass, Rory ran his hand down Rhonda's body, reaching around to cup one of her breasts through her shirt. "Every inch on your first time... if you're trying to impress me, it's working."

Rhonda giggled, wiggling her hips gently with a soft groan. Rory meanwhile stayed buried to the hilt inside her ass for a while longer, massaging her breasts in one hand and her heavenly ass in the other while he gave her time to get used to his length, making only small movements.

"Please..." Rhonda mewled out, pushing back against Rory, encouraging the cervine to start fucking her ass properly.

Rory of course couldn't deny his lovely kitty, slowly sliding his shaft halfway out of her tight hole before driving it slowly back in, creating a slow, gentle rhythm.

Even at such a slow pace, Rory wasn't going to last long with how tight her backdoor was, Rhonda meanwhile was in a similar situation, squirming and moaning beneath him, the anal virgin finding even this leisurely speed to be quite intense.

Still, he wanted to make sure she remembered this first experience fondly before blowing his load and he knew just how to push her over the edge as he leaned close to her. "I can't believe how perfect your ass is, kitty. It feels so heavenly every time it touches my hips." He teased, letting go of her breast to scratch behind her ear again.

Her whole body shuddered and trembled, her tail gently curling around his waist.

"You're so cute when you get all flustered. You gonna cum for me? Show your owner how much of a buttslut you really are?" He continued to tease her, putting just a little more force into his thrusts as she relaxed more, distracted by what he was saying more than what he was doing.

Her whole body tensed up, a low moan escaping the tigresses throat as she quivered and spasmed in a climax.

Rory gave her ass a swift slap while she was mid-climax. "That's my good girl, nothing but a set of perfect holes for your master to use, aren't you? My perfect little kitty." He said, giving a few more hard thrusts, releasing his virile seed deep into her tailhole, pumping rope after rope of thick sticky cum. The tigress gasped at the sheer volume as her tummy began to bulge from the impossible amount. Another boon from the DreamMaker app, cumshots to match his endowment.

Rory gave a satisfied sigh before pulling out, his baby-batter spilling from her overfull ass and dripping down onto the ground below. Just as he was idly turning his head, he caught a glimpse of an eye framed by white fur, peeking through the cracked open door to her office, before swiftly disappearing.

"H-holy shit... so full..." Rhonda moaned out, not seeing their unexpected voyeur.

Rory pet her on the rear gently. "Hate to leave you with the mess without helping, I gotta make sure I take a shower first after that before heading to Mr. Hawthorne's office and I better not keep him waiting. You know how he is." He told her, using some tissues to clean his member off before pulling his pants back up.

Rhonda nodded. "Yeah, no problem..." She said, her glasses lopsided on her face, the tigress still a little dazed from her cream filling.

Rory made his way out of the office and looked around the empty hall. He knew he needed to cut this off at the head before it became office gossip. Not that he would mind people knowing he had a woman like Rhonda wrapped around his finger, he still wasn't sure what Rhonda thought about people knowing about her kinks. With a sigh he walked over to the closed bathroom door, pushing it open. The deer was a little surprised by what he saw.

There was his coworker Jake, the white furred rabbit sitting on the toilet with his pants around his ankles and his hard cock in hand, furiously stroking it up until he noticed Rory.

"Eek!" He screamed out in a panic, quickly covering himself. "Shit, I forgot to lock the door."

Rory stepped into the bathroom and closed the door behind himself, locking it this time. "Guess that makes two of us." He said, putting his hands on his hips. "Most people, getting caught is a bit of a boner killer. Seeing us got you that excited, huh?"

Jake blushed. "I, um... well, err... ah fuck."

"How much did you see?" Rory asked, tapping his hoof on the tile floor.

"N-not much. I only noticed the door was cracked when you were eating her ass." He blurted out.

Rory groaned, putting a hand to his face. "So... everything. You're gonna keep quiet about this, right? Especially since..." He gestured vaguely to Jack. "You're the one more or less in the wrong here."

"Yeah, no problem. I didn't mean to watch like that but... it was really hot and you guys have such a, well, kinky dynamic going on... do you think maybe, I could watch you guys sometime? With your consent and all?"

Rory raised an eyebrow. "Are you normally this forward with people who caught you perving on them?"

Jake blushed again, shaking his head. "No, I'm not normally like that but... it's just, that was really hot! Like, the hottest thing I've ever seen." Looks like the rabbit didn't want to risk this opportunity slipping away from him.

"Heh, yeah, Rhonda is one hot kitty." Rory said smugly.

"Y-yeah... she is." Jake responded, a little more nervously.

"Look, I will ask her about it, but the decision comes down to her, alright?" Rory finally said.

Jake perked up, standing up straight and grabbing Jake by the hand. "That's all I ask, thank you!" He said, before noticing how Rory's gaze dropped down to the rabbits now-exposed equipment. He certainly wasn't packing much, but it was enough to satisfy other small bunnies he supposed.

"Shit, sorry..." Jake said, realizing that not only had he exposed himself, but he had literally been jacking himself off with those hands seconds ago.

Rory shrugged. "I was gonna take a shower soon anyway, besides, some cock isn't gonna make me shy." He smirked to the rabbit before heading back into the hall and out to his car.

Once inside he pulled out his phone, navigating straight to DreamMaker. As soon as he opened it, he was barraged with several tooltips.

"Two goals completed! Check the goals tab to see!"

"New active partner available!"

A grin spread across his muzzle as he saw a new partner was up, but he decided to first check out these goals and see what was up with that. Opening it brought up a list of what seemed to be longer-term or more specific challenges outside the relationship building system.

"Achievements? Really?" Rory muttered under his breath. For a magical app it certainly gamified things quite a lot, though he couldn't argue that this wasn't a lot more fun than trying to earn achievements in real games. Seems the two he completed were "Use the mouth, anus and vagina of one partner." and "Take your first virginity." He quickly scrolled through some more of the locked challenges. "Impregnate Five partners, Become a parent, Have your first threesome." Some of them even continuing on past the first goal, seems he needed to take four more virginities to complete another one of these goals.

Looking further he noticed a progress bar at the bottom, which seemed to be two-thirds full... he wondered what that might do, guess he just needed to complete one more to find out. That would have to wait though as he tabbed over to his active partner.

"Name: Cynthia Hawthorne. Age: Nineteen. Height: Six-foot-three. Weight: Three-hundred and twelve pounds."

The profile picture was that of a female black bear, sporting a nose piercing and several earrings, her shoulder-length hair dyed a rainbow of colors. Rory wasn't even aware Mr. Hawthorne had a daughter. It felt a little unprofessional to pursue a client's daughter, but he knew better than to question the app by now. After all, the app did seem to target people who wanted these experiences just as much as he did, judging by Rhonda.

He scrolled down to the kinks and challenges.

"Kinks and Preferences: Locked, Locked, Locked, Locked."

Wait... they were all locked from the start? Looked like there were only four this time too, odd. Well, it seems he needed to complete the challenges to find out what got this ursine running.

"- Cynthia likes men in tight and revealing clothing, wear something tight."

"- Tease Cynthia by 'accidentally' showing off your body."

Huh, a lot more passive this time around. Tight revealing clothing? A thought crossed his mind as he made his way over to the transformations tab, he did opt to buy one that buffed him up quite a bit, a big beefy body. He hadn't used it yet though, he wasn't sure how people who knew him might react to him doubling in size overnight, still if he paired this with his loosest clothing, it might do the trick. As he looked at it, however, he noticed a red warning icon beside it, tapping that brought up a tooltip.

"Not recommended for current partner."

Huh, well at least the app was going to warn him away from those kinds of missteps. Though now he was back to square one... he had some pretty tight jeans, but with his new endowment they might be a little too tight. Though, that was probably the point he supposed. Still, it might catch Cynthia's attention, but what about Mr. Hawthorne? That would be crazy unprofessional! Rory sighed, he had put his faith in the app so far, why stop now?

With that dilemma out of the way and the buff body out of the question, he still could turn on the other transformation he purchased, removing his refractory period. He didn't know what to expect from this encounter, but the ability to just keep going all day and night might be handy...

A trip home, shower and change of clothes later Rory found himself outside Mr. Hawthorne's private law firm. Rory steeled himself, his jeans were so tight you could see the outline of his cock running down his leg and his v-neck t-shirt clung tightly to his body, he felt completely exposed like this, but steeled his nerves and put his trust in DreamMaker not seeking to sabotage his career as he pushed through the front doors into the office... or at least tried to, finding they were locked.

Confused, Rory knocked at the door, waiting several moments before hearing a click and the door swung open, revealing Cynthia. One hand resting on her hip, the other holding a portable game console, the black bear looked him over while Rory took the opportunity to do much the same. Despite being a full half-foot shorter than Rhonda, she still towered over Rory and she was a fair bit thicker than the tigress, sporting a pair of fat tits and a pudgy belly covered by an old t-shirt branded with the logo of a video game older than she was. Her own jeans struggled to contain her thick thighs, Rory couldn't help but wonder what they looked like free of the constricting fabric.

"So, you the IT guy I was supposed to wait for, or a male prostitute? Not that I mind either way." She said with a sassy grin.

"IT guy." Rory said, holding out his hand to shake hers. "Do you work for Mr. Hawthorne, miss...?" The cervine deciding not to reveal he already knew her name.

"Damn, I should stop fixing my computer myself and start calling you guys. Just call me Cynthia." She said, taking his hand in her grip, her hand completely encompassing the small deers. "And no, he's my father. I work at the Game Maniac's down the street. Apparently something big came up and he needed his assistants to come help so he asked me to, quote, supervise you." She stepped aside, allowing Rory to pass her.

"Must be something big if he needed all hands on deck. I'm Rory by the way." Rory said, walking past her, seeing her lean to leer at his ass as he passed before closing the door back up.

"Eh, probably just some insane amount of paperwork to dig through." She replied, giving a half-hearted shrug.

Rory took out his phone, double checking the work order as he proceeded into Mr. Hawthorne's office.

"This the affected machine?" Rory asked, gesturing to a laptop on her fathers desk.

"Yeah, for how paranoid he is about letting that thing leave this office, or letting other people touch it, you'd think he wouldn't click weird ads." Cynthia said, taking a seat on a nearby sofa meant for clients and turning her attention back to the game console in her hands.

"It certainly would make my job easier." Rory said, leaning forward over the desk, intentionally putting his ass on display as he opened up his client's laptop, checking the situation.

"Well I can certainly see the problem." Rory said, not taking more than a few seconds to diagnose the issue.

"Shit's fucked?" Cynthia asked.

"Pretty much the extent of it, yeah." Rory said, powering the machine off and inserting a thumb drive to boot from so he can run a scan.

While Rory was waiting for that to boot, he took out his phone, casually opening DreamMaker to check the status of his challenges.

Both challenges were completed, advancing his relationship with her to the next tier already. He tapped the shaking lock symbol to find out more.

"Tier One complete! Partner lust and boldness enhanced!"

Two of her kinks and her listed personality type were also revealed. "Size Queen." and "Femdom" along with "Personality Type: Bold Domme"

Rory's eyes widened as he processed that, realizing this was going to be very different from Rhonda, but he didn't have long to think about it before a massive meaty hand was grabbing his ass. She wasn't simply copping a quick feel either, she was rubbing and squeezing his ass like he was her boyfriend, not a complete stranger. Enhanced boldness was certainly an understatement!

Rory quickly looked at his new challenges before shutting the app, unsure if letting her see it over his shoulder or not was a good idea. Though he wasn't even sure she could see it, he had not yet tested how people other than himself perceive this app and its capabilities, but he wasn't ready to risk it.

"-Passively submit to Cynthia."

That was it? It certainly was... easy, but being at the mercy of a domme bear who likes taking the initiative over a passive partner, he supposed it would be. He wasn't the one in control this time.

"Ignore me, hun. Just admiring the goods." She said in a hushed tone.

Rory did just that, focusing on his job as best he could. Not that he had much to do, once the drive was booted he just had to set up and run a scan, the software did everything... not that it was easy with a large bear sliding a hand around to the front of his pants, squeezing his length from its base all the way down to the tip.

"How did a prey like you get so big... I think I need to get a closer look." She dropped down onto her knees, slipping between Rory and the desk, forcing the cervine to take a step back to accommodate her. There was no hesitation as her hands went straight for his waist, unbuttoning his pants and tugging them down, like she was greedily opening a present on Christmas morning.

As soon as his cock sprung free of his boxers, both her hands wrapped around it with an exploratory curiosity, stroking up and down his length slowly, feeling the texture and shape of his rod.

Rory glanced down at her, one eye was covered by her rainbow hair, but the other was glued to his cock with a deep look of possessive desire. Right here and now, this cock was hers to do with as she pleased and she wanted a taste.

Her maw opened wide and Rory's cock began to disappear within the bear's muzzle.

Rory gasped as her tongue began to expertly work his shaft, the deer trembling as he discovered Cynthia also had a pierced tongue, the metal stud adding a unique sensation that Rory had never felt before. She removed her hands from his shaft, one squeezing his now-exposed ass cheek and the other firmly gripping his waist, then, in one motion, the bear took him all the way, pressing her snout firmly into his pubic fur as she swallowed every inch of his massive cock.

Rory groaned, unable to contain the pleasure from the sudden deepthroating. After Rhonda, a woman nearly twice this bear's age, had struggled to do the same, he hadn't expected her to be this good! Rory was certain this wasn't her first time swallowing a cock as big as his. As she began to bob her head along his length, Rory threw his head back in pleasure. Thankfully he was already done with what he was doing, because there was no way he could focus now, not on anything except what was going on down below. The warm feeling of her mouth enveloping his tool, the wet slurps she made sucking his cock, or the even softer noises of her taking that cock back into her throat with every long stroke of her head, audible only because there wasn't a single other sound in the room to drown it out.

Despite being on her knees with his dick in her muzzle, and despite being almost five years younger than him, she was undoubtedly the one in control here, she owned him. The way she gripped him and the way her only exposed eye would flick up to look at him dominantly left no question. He was her plaything. Is this how Rhonda felt? Rory suddenly had a much deeper understanding of his own plaything, of how exhilarating this was.

"Th-this is amazing..." He groaned out. His cock throbbed inside her muzzle, leaking pre into the greedy bear's gullet while she moaned her approval softly, cocking her head to the left and right, alternating every few strokes. Rory was almost too lost to the pleasure to notice his phone on the desk, lighting up out of its dimmed state with a notification bearing the DreamMaker logo. He had always checked the app after the fact, never having the chance to see a challenge complete in real time before.

He snatched up the phone and opened DreamMaker. Sure enough the challenge had been cleared, replaced with almost equally simple challenges.

"-Continue submitting to Cynthia."

"-Impregnate Cynthia."

And he thought the relationship with Rhonda had been fast! Seems using this app on someone who was already pretty sexually liberated had some interesting results... More intel on her kinks was available as well. The entire field was now visible, the remaining two having been unlocked. "Femboys" and "Motherhood." Rory could see where this was going, a smile curling on his muzzle.

Rory wasn't too worried about Cynthia seeing him on his phone, she had told him to keep working, he was just checking something as far as she would know. Far from ignoring her, it was plain on his face that her ministrations were making it much more difficult to focus. But her attention seemed to be elsewhere. It had only been a scant few seconds since the app had updated, but already her grip on him was tightening and her pace was quickening. He tapped the tier two lock to see what has happened now.

"Tier two complete! Final challenge available, partner's aggression has been increased, partner's body optimized, femboy transformation unlocked!"

Aggression? He wasn't sure if he should be concerned or aroused, but Rory leaned towards aroused and there was that other change again, body optimization. Last time it had shifted Rhonda's heat cycle so Rory didn't have to wait to knock her up... no doubt soon his nose would confirm for him this had just occurred again. The last one however really caught his attention... femboy transformation? He already had an effeminate body and face courtesy of his own genetics, what could it have even done?

Rory turned on the front camera on his phone, holding it out to see himself and was a little startled by what he saw.

His antlers were gone entirely, the fur around his eyes had been altered to look like he had permanent eye shadow and smokey mascara and his waist was even narrower, further highlighting that ample posterior mother nature bestowed upon him. He couldn't believe it, he looked like a doe! The only thing even remotely masculine left about him from the waist up was his completely flat chest, if he was even just wearing a slightly looser shirt, he would just look like a small-breasted woman.

He set his phone back down, but just as he was about to return his attention to the bear fellating him and his own impending orgasm, he felt her finger slip in between his luscious cheeks, and press against his own tailhole. There was no hesitation, no looking to Rory to see if he objected. Her mind had been altered to act boldly with the deer, her instincts knew he would consent and she trusted them. A power trip without consequences or guilt, Rory found himself once again the vessel through which someone could play out one of their deepest fantasies.

The finger pushed deep inside, forcing Rory to groan out. The deer responded by bucking his hips, thrusting his cock hard into the bear's throat. Not that it threw her off balance in the slightest, not even a slight gag, she remained composed and in control.

Rory on the other hand, was the polar opposite of composure. He was moaning like a virgin, his hip thrusts were driven by instinct and lust, with no rhythm or purpose behind them other than the desire to get off and as he was pushed to the peak, he gave in, blowing his load directly down the black bear's throat.

It was the first time since seeing how big his cock was, that he had caught the bear even remotely off-guard, as load after load of thick cream filled her stomach, Cynthia certainly hadn't accounted for a full meal's worth of sperm, even as she let most of his cock slide from her muzzle and several more thick shots of cum landed on her tongue, not a single drop went to waste, she let it fill her mouth, tasting it, playing with it using her tongue, before swallowing it down to join the rest. When she finally withdrew her muzzle entirely, Rory's orgasm fully subsided, not a single speck of evidence remained of what just occurred. Nothing remained on her muzzle or Rory's dick, save for a slick sheen of saliva, though as she stood up, Rory could swear her shirt was just a little tighter around her belly.

As she looked down at Rory, he wondered if she noticed his change? There was no surprise in her expression at his appearance and she had seen him with antlers just moments before. Had the app altered her not to pay his change any heed? No if anything was surprising her, it was that Rory was still rock hard after cumming so much. The deer no longer having a refractory period, he could keep going until he was physically too exhausted to continue or no longer had a reason to be horny. As the smell of her heat hit his nose he knew there was no chance of the latter.

She grabbed Rory's shirt and ripped it off of him, tearing the fabric asunder just so she could place one of her massive hands on the deer's chest, the other grabbing his wrist tightly.

There was a fire in her eyes as she looked into his, a burning desire even stronger than before.

"Still hard? Eager little boytoy, aren't you?" She teased, before pausing and nodding back towards the laptop on the desk. "All done?"

"Y-yeah, the scan will take an hour or tw-" Before he could finish the sentence Cynthia gave him a shove, pushing him back and sweeping him off his feet, tossing him down onto the sofa where her game console rested on its arm. The deer wasn't sure when or how, but between there and the desk, Cynthia's pants had disappeared. He caught a glimpse of them in a pile on the floor along the way before the bear shifting her blue panties out of the way captured his full attention.

Rory couldn't believe how fast this was happening, he had known her for mere minutes and she was already mounting him!

Though Rory quickly came to realize, it wasn't his cock she was mounting as she threw one leg up onto the couch, leaving the other planted on the floor as she lowered her soaking wet pussy down on the deer's muzzle.

From his position between her thighs, Rory couldn't see much, her pudgy belly hanging over his face and her shirt-covered breasts blocking any view of her face. All he could really see was her hands reaching forward, picking her game console back up.

"Right where prey like you belongs." She teased, grinding her pussy onto Rory's muzzle, prompting to deer to get to work like a good prey, running his tongue along her folds experimentally while she unpaused her game, a familiar music echoing from the device, Rory recognizing the game she was playing even from down here with a pang of envy... that game comes out later this week.

Rory wrapped both hands around the bear's thighs, feeling them sink into the thick fur and plush fat covering them. He continued to lick and taste her outer folds before changing up, focusing entirely on teasing and pleasuring her clit.

The bear above him trembled with pleasure, releasing satisfied little moans but otherwise remaining focused on her game.

Rory kept up the assault with his tongue, switching it up as he pressed the muscle into her folds, pushing into her sex as deep as he could, pressing it along her walls before switching back to her clit, alternating the two.

"Ah shit..." She mumbled out, based on the sound effects, something having gone wrong in her game, though she gave no indication as to whether that was caused by Rory's efforts to distract her or simple chance.

This kept going for a few more minutes before her legs began to tremble, more of the bear's fluids leaking out onto his tongue and muzzle. Finally a drawn out moan escaping Cynthia while she came, momentarily losing her balance and bringing more of her weight down on Rory. As her orgasm subsided and she regained control, she made no indication that she wanted the deer to stop, continuing to focus on her game.

Rory's own cock throbbed almost painfully as down here between her legs he was breathing in the scent of her heat. The natural pheromones doing their thing as the deer was left desperately horny, as if nature itself was screaming inside of his brain to breed this bear.

If her own brain was doing the same thing, she was a pro at hiding it. Though, as insatiable as her lust was right now, at least she was receiving stimulation! Minutes dragged out forever to the cervine between her legs, his perception of time fading alongside the strength in his tongue. The passage of time now counted only in how many times the bear had climaxed from his oral performance.

She finally crawled off of him after the seventh... or was it the eighth... seems he lost track of that too.

"That oughta do it, I wonder how much cum you could fill me up with all pent up like this." Cynthia grabbed Rory by the wrist, dragging him up onto his hooves with a wicked grin on her muzzle. Had she kept him between her legs, drowning the deer in her heat just to get him pent up and see how big of a load he would make?

Still holding his wrist, she placed a hand on his chest and shoved him again, this time Rory was slammed surprisingly hard into a wall.

"Let's make a baby." She stated in an unquestionable, dominant tone of voice. This wasn't an invitation, she was telling Rory what their next course of action was, staring directly into his eyes while she did it.

Rory for his part nearly came right then and there just hearing that, his cock throbbed needily and he had to focus on not wasting the load she had so carefully cultivated, lest he be made to do it again.

There was no more teasing or hesitation, no doubt she was as desperate as he was for raw baby making as she lowered herself down onto the tip. She let out a soft moan as it penetrated into her eager sex, sliding in inch after inch with ease.

She grabbed Rory by the back of the head, making sure he was looking in her eyes. "Show me what you can do with that thing." She ordered, before bringing him in for a kiss, her tongue even larger than Rhonda's had been as it filled the smaller deer's mouth, but this time it wasn't just the size difference, she was being deliberately more forceful, pinning Rory's tongue down just like she had pinned his body against the wall.

Rory began to buck his hips up into her while she lowered herself down, the two working in tandem, the slapping sounds of their hips slamming together echoing through the small office.

Rory's hands began to wander over Cynthia's form, sinking into her dense, warm fur, sliding under her t-shirt and slowly sliding it up until her titanic mammaries were exposed.

The ursine broke the kiss, a small strand of saliva still connecting the two for several moments. "Can't you fuck me any harder?" She asked.

Rory picked up the pace, slamming his hips into hers. In this position, the act was proving to be quite the leg workout, the deer struggling to push himself any further.

"C'mon, fuck me harder..." She said, attempting to play it cool but her shaky voice betrayed that the deer was rocking her world right now. No doubt after nothing but his tongue for so long his swollen womb-breaker was the exact change of pace she desperately needed Still that couldn't stop the greedy ursine from wanting more and Rory had every intent to fulfill that order.

Rory moved his hands down to her hips, using his arms for leverage, pulling himself into her with every fervent thrust.

Cynthia moaned out, Rory's every thrust changing the pitch of her pleasured sounds. "Good boy..." She said practically in a whisper. She leaned forward and Rory was engulfed in darkness, the deer's head disappearing between the bear's warm bosom. She swayed her chest from side to side, rewarding the cervine for his good work and encouraging him to keep it up, even if just for a little while longer.

His cock throbbed and pulsed inside of her, leaking pre into her fertile depths.

"You've been so fucking close since we started, haven't you? I can feel it, mmf, like you are primed to pump another massive load right into my womb. I thought you might pop the moment you entered me!" She teased, her voice muffled slightly by her own breasts covering Rory's head like the warmest and most comfortable earmuffs he had ever worn. "Are you holding back because you're not quite ready to be a dad?"

If she only knew...

"It feels so good, doesn't it? Raw... unprotected. It's so much better knowing I could get knocked up." She moaned out, losing herself in her own fantasy.

She was definitely right on the money there, Rory nodding his head from within her cleavage.

"C'mon big boy, do it! Get me fucking pregnant." Her tone betrayed just how needy she was, she was desperate for his seed.

Rory needed no more invitation, slamming his hips up into hers one last time, groaning between her tits as he climaxed, his cock exploding with an absolute torrent of cum. Each pulse of his cock depositing more and more virile seed directly into her eager sex both in larger quantities and with greater force than Rory had ever experienced before.

The cervine was breathing heavily, his legs tired and his balls spent as the final jets of cum shot into Cynthia's depths, excess seed leaking down around his shaft. He leaned his head back, seeing light for the first time since his head had been buried in her chest, as Cynthia pulled away and crawled off of him. The bear took a few steps back as cum dribbled down her inner thigh, making a sticky mess of her fur.

"Holy shit... you are gonna give me triplets with a load like this..." She placed both hands over her distended belly, leaning back against the arm of the sofa.

Rory stumbled forward, his legs feeling like jelly, making his way over to where his pants lay discarded, right next to the remains of his ruined shirt.

"One can only hope..." He teased back to her, pulling his boxers back on first, noting how tight they felt, even as his cock was finally softening. However, as he began to pull up his jeans, he felt them snagging, and despite tugging as hard as he could, he just could not get them over his ass. He blushed, it seems his ass did plump up a little in his change, just not as dramatically as his waist trimmed down. The pants were already a size too small for him to begin with but were not going to fit no matter how hard he tried now.

He heard giggling from behind him. "You know, my roommate is about your size... she won't mind if you borrow something. If you're done here we could head to my place real quick."

The way the bear said 'she' in that sentence with extra emphasis, she was a little too eager to get Rory into girl's clothing. Well, at least she wasn't questioning why his pants suddenly no longer fit.

"You can wear this in the meantime." She grabbed a sweater from the back of the sofa, tossing it to Rory. The garment meant for the large bear would be more than adequate to at least mostly hide his shame, and massive bulge, enough to at least get across the parking lot.

He looked back to the laptop, the scan was done, finalizing and deleting the detected threats. "Yeah, just gotta make sure this works, then we can clean up and get out of here." He told her, tying the sweater around his waist by the sleeves.

Rory knew full well this bear was already primed and ready for round two, he just hoped his body could take it.