Post-hyperization life anthology

1. Frat House Living

Most people, if asked, would agree that a college campus was among the most chaotic places on the planet, partly because of all the highly energetic students that were finally able to live outside the confines of their families and partly because so many young people crammed together were hardly a recipe that didn't end in disaster. It was not uncommon to find people laying on the sidewalk with mugs of coffee or booze, seeing someone running to get to class was as normal as hearing shouts of desperation as the day of the finals arrived, as was normal seeing naked dudes flaunting their stuff around the campus, especially after the incidents of a few years before where the entire world had kind of turned hyper in some way or another. If the place had been chaotic before the smallest guy on campus was able to unload over a hundred gallons of glue-thick cum as if it was nothing, now it was... worse, but in a good way. Zhao had most definitely liked how things had developed, the twenty five year old dog had joined the fray of people enjoying their new bodies the moment he had realized he wasn't the only one who had gotten quite the upgrade.

He smiled as he spread his legs on the bench outside the frat house where he lived and acted as the dad figure for over fifty testosterone-filled students from all places of the country, pumping his cock up and down lazily while he browsed some files sent by one of the teachers on his phone. His sheath was stretched beyond belief as his knot swelled and contracted every few seconds, trapped inside and begging to come out, the immense bulb making the dog huff and whine in a pleasant way. Zhao yipped loudly as he felt his nuts lurch and slam back on the ground with a heavy, meaty, lewd thump, the twin orbs gurgling loudly as they got suddenly heavier and fatter, nearly two hundred pounds each. The next shot that rushed out of his tapered canine cock was more akin to a cannon shell than what anyone should have been able to shoot, then again, he knew some people that could do much worse. Still, the dog howled and huffed as people passed by, some unfazed by the show, some aroused, as he curled his paws and came right then and there. Within a second, over a hundred gallons of impossibly dense cum had begun splattering all over the front of the frat house, his nuts roaring hard enough to make the windows around him shake. Zhao leaned back as he came and came, waiting for the peak of his orgasm to fade as he got some control of his body back.

"MMmh, nothing quite like repainting the house first thing in the morning." Ten minutes late the dog was standing on his feet, still cumming hard, his cock gushing endlessly as his balls swayed heavily between his legs, the two three feet wide orbs complementing nicely his nearly person-sized canine log of breeder meat.

"Hey man... could I bother you for a second?" Just as he was about to get back inside, a cheetah approached him with a somewhat angry face, a bull stomping behind him. The cheetah was walking awkwardly as his balls grazed the ground, the five feet wide titanic nuts sloshing loudly and making their owner slower than expected. The bull was in quite the conundrum as well, though his problems stemmed from the person-sized udder stuck to the male's groin, the four cocks that stood in place of the teats one would expect to see on an udder gushing as they throbbed, flares widening rhythmically with every step. "Dean hogged the milker all morning and now I can't make it to practice cause I haven't gotten a load off!" The cheetah huffed, protesting, slapping his monstrously fat nuts. The action made the feline purr with unwanted pleasure as his barbed cock slid out of his sheath, all five feet of it just rocketing out and throbbing hard before gushing and coating the road in white gunk. "See?"

"Oh, come on Finn, you can get by just fine, coach is not that anal about making a mess of the tracks." Dean grunted, his nostrils flaring as the reek of cum from both Finn and Zhao made his cocks thicken and grow. The four huge udder-bound shafts were each just shy of two feet, now they had swelled several inches at once as the bull's udder fattened as well. Within seconds the space under the tree where Zhao had been unloading turned from a chaotic mess coated with cum into a battlefield where cocks were just gushing randomly, aimed at whatever and whoever was around, most of the mess coming from the bull and his far too many horsecocks, though by output Zhao was still far above the both of them. "I have more cocks than you, so I need more time at the milker and you know it." Dean huffed and idly stroked his udder, aiming the flow of his shafts at the grumpy feline, turning him into more of a cum statue than a cheetah.

"Shut up, I'm not angry about the coach, I have training for regionals and if I don't get a good time I'm not going to participate in the race! I needed the milker to get my nuts under fifty pounds each or else it's gonna cost me entire seconds." Finn growled, teeth bared as he swung his mammoth cock at the bull, retaliating with a volley of cumshots so thick they clung to Dean's fur like glue.

"Alright, alright, no need to shout or get angry guys." Zhao gently slapped their necks and made them grunt as he got both of them under his arms. His musk seemed to calm them down rather quickly, their noses flaring as he grinned and licked his chops, his balls groaning, growing and swelling, already refilling as his knot popped out with a wet, lewd sound, the stench of his breeder flesh growing so strong the two around him moaned and came a bit, five streams of thick spunk splattering all over the concrete and the grass. "We'll fix this the right way as always." He smiled and pulled them closer, their muzzles rubbing off on his tower of cock, the wafting musk helping mellow their hot heads even more as their breaths became laboured and a little heavier. Zhao was proud of his musk, being on the higher end of the folks on campus with ease, meaning he had the upper hand when it came to coaxing people into doing what he wanted, which came handy as the 'dad' of a frat house full of musky, messy, sweaty guys. "Now, Dean is done with the milker yes?" The bull huffed and grunted eagerly, his tongue lapping at the dog's throbbing flesh, his own cocks gushing a little harder at the strong, heady taste of the canine. "And since you are done it means can help Finn get off, right?" Dean moaned but had to nod as Zhao stealthily groped his udder and stroked his cocks, each of the four massive udder-cocks leaking even more at the gentle touch of the pack leader. "So, get on your knees and help him." Finn mrowled at the idea, his shaft gushing hard enough to almost reach the frat house, narrowly missing by a couple feet, once again showing just how powerful were Zhao's cumshots.

"Ffffine." Dean let out a half-hearted bellow but complied, rolling over until his udder was helping him prop himself up on the cummy grass, which made him huff loudly as his udder cocks brushed on the soft ground and his weight made him gush, adding layers and layers beneath him while his near-person sized horsecock hosed the area in front.

"And, since you've received other complaints regarding you hogging the milker, you'll have to wait for everyone's turn before using it in the morning." Zhao slapped the bull's ass and grinned, helping Finn get his cock inside Dean's fat, meaty rump. The bull was hardly as dominant as he gave himself to be, his puffy, clearly well-used and well-trained donut leaked cum at every hour of the day as others crammed their shafts inside him whenever and wherever. Dean mooed and grunted as the fat kitty cock spread his ass wide, injecting a fat load of thick precum deep inside him. "And no complaining so here, put that mouth to good use." The dog yipped as he spread his own ass, revealing a fairly sizeable donut nestled in between his muscled, toned rump. Dean drooled as the dog's thick, heady musk got even stronger and made his eyes glossy and out of focus, his nostrils flaring as that lovely smell made him all tingly and warm. He barely noticed that Finn was already halfway inside him when Zhao's rump was against his broad snout. "There we go big guy..." Zhao murred and relaxed, resting on his nuts as the bull's hot laboured breaths washed over his taint and rump.

"Th-thanks Zhao... you're a lifesaver!" Finn was already looking close to blowing, the leopard's immense, now floor-touching nuts as his barbs and tapered cock speared the bull's insides like a glove. Loud, messy gurgling sounds echoed from those huge orbs, every quick, needy thrust making them swell a bit bigger, a little heavier and gush a little harder inside Dean. "Oh fuck he's so... damn how can someone so rude have an ass so perfect for taking cock?" The leopard mrowled again, spreading his legs wider as he sped up his pace, his hips becoming a yellow and black blur, the lewd slaps and smacks as wet, cum-soaked fur met an even more cum-soaked rump. Dean was getting bloated and rounder, his stomach quickly swelling with Finn's loads.

Zhao yipped and ground his ass on Dean's snout, feeling the bull's broad, thick tongue slurp and slide inside his donut, stretching the relatively tight pucker oh so nicely as the hot air washed all over his sensitive flesh. The dog was already hard again, not that he ever truly got soft, his erection a constant sight on campus for everyone, his massive, titanic loads now aimed at everything in front of him. With no frat house to catch his cumshots, he was a far more dangerous individual for the safety of the campus. Every single shot was over a hundred gallons of dog spunk, thick as tar, heavier than lead when he was truly pent up and oh so potent and musky. The air around the three reeked of him, everyone who even got close, meaning anyone within a few hundred feet, was sent into a faux-rut on the spot. The campus was already a heaven that reeked of cum to high heaven, but around the frat house it was truly something worthy of admiration, mostly due to Zhao himself. Before long, pillars of cum rose in the air as dozens of hyperized furs blew their loads as they huffed the dog's nut musk from afar, titanic columns that rained down on everything and everyone. As Dean worshipped Zhao's ass, the dog smiled and waved at the crowd forming around him, his fur sticky with loads and loads of other fur's cum. A doe howled and fell on the ground holding her nipples as she milked herself hard enough for her milk to rise several yards up in the air, her mammoth tits bouncing on her chest all the while.

Seeing as how everyone was giving in as per usual, Zhao howled high in the air and came properly, his ass swallowing Dean's muzzle ever so slightly, driving that thick tongue right around his prostate for a deep, deep massage. The dog whined and hugged his cock, the six foot long shaft throbbing oh so nicely in his arms just as he gave the knot a tight squeeze. His cumshots arched through the air like musky, white missiles aimed at no one and hosing everyone and everything. Beneath him Dean was growing fatter and fuller of cheetah cum, Finn joining the fray a little late but not one bit less messy as the rest of the campus around them: his nuts tensed and heaved, compacting so much spunk in one single shot that for a moment the feline had to stand on his own legs rather than sit on his sack. The bull mooed within Zhao's rump, his moans muffled by the thick dog's ass to some degree as his stomach bloated, grew and swelled fast. Before Zhao could even realize, he felt a torrent of cum rush up his insides, the bull he was using to cum harder now a mere channel for the cheetah to dump all of his spunk. Zhao yipped and let the cum flow, patting his gut as he came even harder himself, his knot so sensitive a mere brush was enough to make him spill even thicker loads.

Around them chaos ensued: orgies broke out as cocks slid inside mouths, pussies and asses alike, teats and nipples stroked and tugged as milk flowed in rivers, moans and grunts rising as high as the fountains of cum until everything was white and everyone was spent. Nearly half an hour later Zhao everyone was done with their orgasms, balls had shrunk just enough to make people able to walk again, tits had been drained, cocks retreated inside sheaths or slits or softened for those unable to stash their massive shafts somewhere comfortable. Finn was already gone, his cute perky ass had disappeared behind a building the seconds his nuts had shrank to a decent size and weight while the poor bull was little more than a bubbling cum balloon on the side of the road. Dean mooed and struggled, his gut too big for him to reach for his cocks and milk himself. Zhao grinned and reached for the bull's udder, roughly grabbing at the fat shafts and helping the burly, rude bovine relieve himself yet again. He stroked, pulled and sucked, feasting on the juicy flesh of those udder-cocks with casual pleasure, his throat filled over and over with thick bull shafts until his paunch was sloshing lewdly and pleasantly.

"I hope you'll be less greedy next time Dean, you're not a kid." Zhao gave the bull a kiss on his snout before wiping his retreating log of a cock on the grey fur of the bovine. Even soft, the dog's sheath was unable to hold his cock, a solid foot jutting out from the two foot long fuzzy tube of flesh, his nuts merely three feet wide. Ever since the day he turned hyper, he had never managed to sheathe his entire shaft, but he hardly cared. "Got it?" Dean gurgled and nodded, his nose leaking some cum still as the dog turned around, letting him stare at the ass he had been sniffing and the cum oozing from his lightly gaping rump.

Now that he was done with his 'job', Zhao was free to enjoy a nice walk, letting his gut empty itself on the ground while he strolled around the campus. Nearly every step he took matched with a splash as his paws entered puddles and lakes of cum, the endless rivers of white flowing from within the buildings of the campus or from those outside, males, females or herms and anything in between just unloading their pent up bodies wherever they could. He avoided a poor cow that was immobilized by her own tits, a mare and a goat just as stacked as her helping her get down a couple dozen cup sizes before she'd have to call a crane to lift her up to the nearest milker. The cow was as big as some other he had seen, but rather than a fat udder she had three pairs of mountainous tits strapped to her chest, her nipples as thick as his own fingers. Zhao licked his lips, eyeing the heifer's sextuplet of tits, each nearly as big as herself, each gushing and swelling before his eyes. He approached, cock hardening already despite the tens of thousands of gallons spilled mere minutes before, simply jamming his flesh into the deep canyons of the cow's cleavage as he grabbed her teats and began milking her while using her rack to give himself a titjob. The cow thanked him, her mouth opening as she mooed and licked his fattening erection, her tits shrinking slightly as the dog's thrusts made every person-sized breast squirt and leak like a firehose. The mare beside her took the chance to get ahead of her task, her muzzle wrapping around one of the cow's teats and drinking

"Ah, Zhao there you are." Behind the mountain of pent up cow came a tiger, his cock barely contained within a jock that was several sizes too small but held on bravely. "I thought you'd be at the house as per usual."

"Sorry Kal, I wanted to take a walk." Zhao shrugged and thrust harder, his cock sliding deep within the gullet of the cow as he came a little, her gut sloshing with thick spunk as her tits gushed wildly in the throes of her orgasm, hosing down the two other girls around her in creamy white, "Do you need something?" The dog kept on thrusting, his balls slapping lewdly against the heavenly mounds of titflesh over and over with barely a pause.

"Yeah, I got something nice to look at and I need help." Kal, or Kalendil for his students, held up in his hands what looked like an ancient statue about a foot tall depicting a dragon standing up, a very buff and very, very hung dragon, to the point that the statue was half cock and half dragon. The tiger had thick gloves on and the statue seemed to be covered in plastic, which had a very clear meaning. Zhao chuckled and pulled back, his cock coated in milk and cum, gushing lightly, just enough to give the cow a messy facial within a couple seconds, coating her entire front in white. "Interested in giving it a try?"

"After last time? Shall I remind you that the last ancient idol you made me touch made me go in rut for an entire week? The maternity ward is still handling all the pregnancies I caused." Zhao winked, idly stroking his nuts. "Course I'm in." He slapped the tiger's back and then reached down to grope the professor's sizeable ass, accidentally making the jock give up and snap under the pressure. Kal's cock slipped free, the fat, thick, musky seven foot long beast fattening even more now that it was no longer contained, firing a person-sized load as his nuts impacted on the ground with a heavy thud.

"Glad to hear that, son." Kal chuckled and huffed, his next step making him squeeze his nuts by mistake, milking another immense cumshot right then and there. The tiger murred and stopped for a second as his shaft fattened and swelled with another cumshot, the ground quaked for a moment just before a column of cum rocketed out of Kal's tip and arched through the air. Though somewhat less impressive than Zhao, the tiger was still far above the norm even for hypers, the shot a mere couple hundred gallons of densely packed spooge that flooded the street several yards away. And then some. "Mmmh, sorry, busy morning, milkers were all booked for some reason." Zhao chuckled at that sentence, following behind the overly hung tiger as their cocks bobbed lewdly in front, hardening at the prospects of what sort of chaos would ensue this time.

The two left the small group of females, now finally able to enjoy standing upright after the cow had been milked to a more reasonable size rather than what she sported before. That being said, not one of her six breasts was under a multiple M cup range, the triple rack taking up the entire space at her front and then some.

1. Cows, mares and milk

"Damn girl, what's gotten into you today?" The mare at her side thanked the goat that had rushed to their aid several minutes before, the two females sharing a kiss as their tits smushed against each other, nipples rubbing and gushing lightly before parting with a faint aftertaste of milk on their lips. The mare crossed her arms over her own MM cups, her rack sadly singular though no less impressive than the cow's own. She whinned and wiped her snout from the milk she had drank, the rest of her chest covered in cow's creamy white and her own.

"MMh sorry Tabby..." The cow's ears flattened against her skull, the poor girl's hands reaching under her cleavage to pat her swollen belly and displacing several dozen gallons of cum from the dog and even more milk. "Woke kinda pent up today." Tabby scoffed, massaging her sore arms after the hard milking she had to give to her friend.

"Dahlia, my dear, you've gotta take care of yourself, you know?" Tabby sighed and helped her friend take a few steps, checking if she needed more help, but seeing that Dahlia was able to walk fine despite her still impressive rack, the mare nodded and let go. "I mean, you've got triple the amount of tits I have and it takes me an hour and a half every damn morning just to get them small enough to get out of bed! How can you even walk with those is a mystery!" The cow blushed and kept walking, every step making her gush from all six finger-sized teats with ease. Tabby whinnied, reaching forward with her sore arms and grabbing her own thick nubs, squeezing them gently to get them to shrink, but helping her friend had taken quite the toll on her muscles and now she was far too tired and sore to manage that. "Shall we head for the milker stands?"

"But classes! I have classes! I can barely fit in the desk when my girls are half this size!" Dahlia mooed, worried and a bit ashamed.

"It's fine hun, I hear they just fixed the screens after that vixen from last week flooded the entire compound so we can watch class online while we get emptied." The mare chuckled, her tail lifting up out of reflex, her arousal clear as day as her pussy winked and oozed a constant trickle of fluids. While not as stacked as Dahlia, Tabby was far more gifted between her toned cheeks, her donut so massive and puffy it gaped a little, anyone would be able to cram their entire head inside with ease, her pussy bigger than that foot-wide pucker, a treasure worthy of a champion stallion, always wet, always hungry and able to take anything. "So we get to be milked and keep up with class."

"Ah, that's... that's good." Dahlia giggled, the reek of lust wafting off from the mare beside her making her horny as well, her own sizeable donut twitching, her pussy starting to ache with emptiness oh so desperately. Anyone staring at the two female's backsides was treated to a most juicy sight as their puckers and muffs winked and drooled juices endlessly, growing puffier and bigger as their thigh rubbed together and milk flowed by the dozen gallons a second.

"You still haven't told me why you're so pent up. I've known you for years even before the Change and I can tell when you've got a crush on someone." Tabby slapped her friend's dumptruck of an ass, watching as those fat cheeks wobbled pleasantly, her muff gushing a little as the desire to be buried under an avalanche of cow ass blossomed in the mare's mind.

"Oh well... same as always... I saw a cute stud the other day... but I won't tell..." The cow blushed, almost attempting to hide her head inside her cleavage to avoid admitting her newest crush to the inquisitive equine. Tabby winked and grabbed the cow's ass, her tits sandwiching Dahlia's head from behind as she slid her hand lower and lower till her fingers found the soft puffy cow donut. Dahlia moaned as those fingers slid inside her one by one till the mare's entire fist was gently pumping in and out of her rump. "Tabby please... d-don't... you know I'm weak to anal!" Dahlia mooed and squirmed, her moos attracting a bit of attention. She pushed her chest forward, her straining tits gushing openly all over the people in front of her, six thick streams arching and splattering on nearly everything, tens of gallons as second from each of her breasts.

"I know... so either you tell me who's the stud is or I'll keep going till you can't walk anymore." Tabby huffed, prying her friend's ass open with her other hand as she watched that massive pucker try to hide the pink flesh within. The mare's own behind was twitching, her muff winking oh so brazenly. An eager lizard rushed to the clear invitation to partake, his two feet long shaft looking immense on the barely four foot tall reptile. Tabby whinnied softly as the lizard's cock slid inside her pussy like a glove, her passage clamping down on the ridged, tapered shaft like a vice, her clit rubbed oh so nicely by the fat segments. "Come on just tell me." The mare huffed, fisting her friend harder and faster right then and there as the small reptile hammered at her gaping muff, his balls slamming against her clit over and over, already slick with her juices. Dahlia mooed louder, covering her face with her hands as she did her best to endure the pleasant torture. More people joined the fray, some grabbing a fat teat and tugging, earning themselves immense gushes of fresh milk, some driving their cocks between the gaps of those huge mounds, some brazenly shoving them inside those nipples. "Please..." The cow came hard, her ass squeezing Tabby's fists, her pussy squirting like a firehose onto the ground as every last one of her tits squirted even more, six arches of creamy, frothy white unloading all over the crowd formed around the two of them.

"F-f-fine..." Dahlia mooed hard, her legs wobbling under the pleasure as her friend pulled her hands out of her ass, slick with juices, leaving behind a sizeable gape that refused to close, her donut winking and squeezing empty air. Her tits were bigger than before despite the immense load they had spilled, partly because of her mounting arousal as she came a little from the couple guys pulling out of her stretched nipples, their cum sloshing inside her tits, partly because the image of a certain stud was now taking over every thought in her mind. "It's Herman from Biology 103."

"My, the naga stud? Did not realize you liked them scaly." Tabby let the lizard still humping her ass clean her hands, the taste of cow ass and juices making the little reptile cum on the spot, his nuts tensing as a flood of spunk rushed into the mare's womb, so dense and heavy she felt each impact against the back of her chamber and came herself. But she was far more used to being used like a public cumdump and so the mare barely fazed, walking while the stud strapped to her ass kept on cumming and licking her fingers, her belly growing lewdly, her ovaries belching eggs out by the hundreds. Tabby whinnied as she felt herself getting knocked up so casually, the little breeder's cock thickening and growing bigger right inside her pussy, the two foot length now closer to three feet as the tip kissed her cervix and breached inside her womb. "Lucky girl, I hear he's very picky."

"Yeah, I know, he's such a gentleman..." Dahlia smiled, blushing and giggling. Her pussy twitched at the thought of the brutish-looking but gentle reptile. "And he's got six hands Tabby! He helped milk me so fast and so nicely it was insane!" The cow mooed, resuming her journey towards the milker stations as she leaked like a faucet on the ground, her tits squirting even more milk than before, the six streams thickening and growing sweeter.

"And he's got 3 dicks too I hear." Tabby chuckled, whinnying as the lizard's cock grew even fatter inside her, despite the immense bulge sloshing within her belly, the little guy's cock was visible underneath, churning and dumping gallons of virile spunk every second. The mare was already thoroughly knocked up but it wasn't her first time this year, nor would it be the last. The pleasure remained the same and every step, every flex of that massive lizard cock, every pump of cum, every egg claimed, she came and came and came. "Did you give him a chance to sink them in your tits or are you waiting till he knocks you up?"

"Tabby! I'm not like that and you know it." The cow huffed, looking with a hint of envy at the motherly paunch her friend was already sporting. The stud stuffing her was quite potent and the shapes of eggs could already be seen pushing from beneath her brown fur. "I was going to ask him out for an old-fashioned date before he could knock me up, enjoy some movies, dinner then sex till I'm a blimp." Dahlia mooed, gently fingering herself while walking. Tabby chuckled and slapped her ass.

"I like that you still take your time before sealing the deal. It's a rare thing these days, right stud?" She turned around and winked at the little breeder whose cock had already sowed possibly hundreds of eggs inside her. He nodded sheepishly, burying his face in her ass as he came again, his balls sloshing as they fattened and pumped even thicker loads straight in her womb. "Mmmh gonna have to call maternity this afternoon..." The mare whinnied loudly and came hard with him, her own pussy gushing as cum finally reached the point where no more could fit, thick jets of pressurized breeding batter spilling out of her puffy pussy lips. "But first we're gonna get milked." She sighed and resumed walking, her legs a bit wobbly but steady enough to take her to her destination while the little stud kept on cumming as if his balls could never run dry.

"Thanks." Dahlia kissed her deeply, their racks smushing against each other, the mare's rock hard nipples somehow slipping inside her friend's teats, lewdly sharing milk before parting. "But I'm kinda... you know... I saw his cocks and by god they are so big... they're like as long as I am tall!" The cow mooed and picked up her pace, forcing her friend to speed up as well, a harder task considering how the lizard had not stopped cumming nor seemed to have any intentions to let go of her ass for the time being.

"Slow down girl, I'm egg heavy already! This little stud is quite the breeder!" Tabby huffed, her back arching back. Not that she minded the extra weight but already her body was getting primed for feeding the legions that would come soon. With every step her tits grew bigger and heavier, from the sizeable, person-sized MM cups to even bigger ones, moving all the way down the alphabet till even the new hyper-friendly measurements were starting to struggle to keep up. Dahlia nodded and slowed down, helping her friend stand as the mare's breasts leaked more than her sextuple rack with ease. The two females were washing the entire road by themselves. "Man, I can't wait to get milked..." Tabby giggled and entered the barn, the reek of milk and cum welcoming her like an old friend. Her muff squeezed the fat cock lodged inside it as she smelled and took in the scent of dozens of studs and the pleasant stench of heat and sex.

"Uhm... thanks for the ride..." In that moment the lizard seemed to be done with her, pulling out of the mare's rump. His feet touched the ground well before his cock even slid out of her despite their size difference, several feet still throbbing inside Tabby while he began backing up. The little stud was still cumming, waves of cum pouring out of his balls now visible as his shaft throbbed in the open air, adding his brand of musk. Ridges popped out lewdly one by one until his cockhead felt the air. "It was a pleasure." He smiled and stood there, his ten foot long cock more than twice as long as he himself was tall, still spilling gallons of ultra-virile cum every second. Tabby whinnied, her muff gaping as a small flood of tar-thick sludge poured out of her far too stuffed womb, splattering on the concrete floor with a wet, lewd thump. The mare licked her lips and kissed that monstrous shaft, her lips roaming over the fat ridges to clean them up a bit. "I'll... I'll see you around, yeah? Have a good day and call me if you want another load after you lay." The blushing breeder rushed to the male side of the barn, his cock bobbing heavily before him as the two females chuckled.

"Poor guy, so humble and yet so virile." Tabby huffed and waddled her way to the milkers, a few of the staff members, mostly other females just as stacked as they were, though a few herms were in there too, waved at them and began preparing the special stations for the soon-to-be mother and the gifted cow in tow. "So, about your cute little crush..."

"What about him?" Dahlia mooed softly as the staff hooked her up with six industrial-grade cups, each about as big as her head and attached them to her teats. The hiss as the pumps underneath her woke up made her body respond immediately: the cow bit her lips as she came instantly, her pussy shivering as she squirted hard and her tits gushed, finally able to unload their cargo. Numbers on the displays around her read that her milk flow per breast was nearly five hundred gallons a minute, a new record for her. "He's cute, hung, he can milk me almost as well as these machines and god does he smell good."

"Yeah, I noticed that." The mare was in a similar position, but the staff had prepared a chair for her rather than a stand where she had to remain on her hooves, her belly gently placed on a comfy rest while her ass plopped on a padded chair. She moaned as the cups were attached to her sore breasts and the impact of her first gush of milk nearly filled the cups on the spot. "I heard he knocked up a small town back when the Change happened." Tabby licked her lips and pressed a couple buttons, the chair under her opening as a thick dildo slid inside her muff, spreading her even wider than the stud that had knocked her up, immediately joined by an even bigger one for her forgotten donut. She came as well, the chair hosed in juices while milk production spiked at over a thousand gallons a minute per breast.

"Mmmh yeah, he told me about it. I think I came a few times just sitting next to him while we chatted in class and not just cause he was hard and leaking up a storm." She huffed. "And speaking of which, he pregged our teacher with just pre, can you believe that? I'm gonna get sooooo big when he shoves them up my pussy at the same time."

"My my and here I thought I was the size queen between us..." Tabby smiled and leaned back, logging in with her credentials to catch the class as the tankers beneath her seat were filled with enough milk to feed a small town for the year.

"Shush, you just like cock, I like his cocks." Dahlia mooed and logged in as well, spreading her legs as one of the staff members decided that her pussy was too juicy to leave alone, a thick meaty tongue lapping at her folds as a wet snout huffed her donut's creamy scent. "But yeah..." The two friends giggled for a bit, taking notes and casually cumming a few times together. "I wonder what he's doing right now... I hope he's at football practice cause I'd love if he came to our little date with that nice musky reek that all athletes have..."

"Just say you want him to smother you in his coils after practice... but if he does, call me..."

1. One for everyone

Locker room were notoriously a messy place long before the Change, or whatever one wanted to call the hyperization event, they were the sort of place one fantasized about huge guys in tight jocks or no jocks, strutting about as if they owned the place, chatting, leaning against lockers as they shot secret glances at others, the air reeking of manly musk. The change barely changed all of that, well, the glances were much more open and brazen, the chatting was the same though the reek of man was far, far stronger. Entering inside any locker room anywhere guaranteed any male on the planet an instant erection as the sheer strength of the musk in the air, the slickness of the floor as dozens of men leaked precum by the tub, unless they weren't cumming and flooding the entire place of course. At first someone thought to install grates in every locker, but in the few places that the idea had been implemented, the container-ship sized tanks to hold all the precum and spooge had filled by the end of the first couple days, overwhelmed by the casual flow and the not-so-casual rutting of an entire squad of college football athletes after practice. The idea was scrapped and now cum and pre flowed freely, unimpeded by anything but the lust of the studs.

"So, girlfriend huh?" A shark winked and slapped Herman's ass, the naga chuckling as he repaid that slap threefold, his three right hands impacting on his teammate's rump one after the other. The two were already hard and leaking, but if they were not, that playful slap would have been enough to make the two aroused, as anything did once testosterone and sweat was that thick in the air. "Lucky."

"Well, I can't say she's my girlfriend just yet, Jakob, and you know it." Herman huffed, several of his hands reaching down to rein in his trio of cocks, the bouquet of massive, knotted, ridged and throbbing seven foot long spires gushing all over the wall at the mere thought of the cow he had met in class. "I just milked her a couple times and we did an assignment together, that's it." The naga smiled and licked his hands, the soft scales on his palms utterly soaked with cum, a bit of sweat and buckets of slitfluids, the opening in his forty five feet of body just beneath his abs gurgling as more juices flowed freely.

"That's big for you." Jakob grinned and grunted as someone of the team forced his legs open, a long, furred snout from one of the dragons on the team sliding in between his cheeks, nose bumping against his puffy donut, a hand reaching down for the shark's twin lengths. "You normally just knock girls up and leave."

"Hey! I don't do it on purpose..." The naga blushed, his hood darkening in colour as result, his cocks growing a couple inches, knots thickening. The air was heavy with sweat and his tongue was darting in and out constantly, the scents of over two dozen studs ripe with the heaviest of musk they could produce, none even interested in getting a shower that wasn't the precum everyone else was oozing. Herma sighed and coiled up on himself to take up less space, his trio of cocks jutting forth as his leaking rained down in three arches that splattered all over the place. "I can't help it." Around him the guys were getting randy, hands roaming over the expanse of muscles only athletes like them could sport, biceps the size of bowling balls were the smallest, glutes so toned the could crush stone, abs so tough steel could be sharpened upon their grooves.

"Well, neither can most of us, it's just that we don't literally flood a class every day, just once a week at most." Another one in the team, a stag that towered over everyone with his fifteen feet of height, cock so fat it was more akin to a tree and over seven feet long bobbing lewdly between his legs, precum oozing out of his uncut tip endlessly, tens of gallons a second as his production added layers and layers of fluids to the thick coating on the floor. Herman groaned. "Nothing wrong with that, Herman, just that the maternity ward is thinking of opening your personal wing just to keep up with the eggs from your daily pregnancy quota." The stag chuckled and climbed atop the pile of coils the naga was squirming on, his cock thickening and growing hard as the reek of a breeder of superior class made his ass clench and leak a brand of natural lube from deep within. Herman's tongue picked up on that scent and the thoughts of the deer, grabbing the titanic herbivore with ease as his trio of cocks spilled fat loads of pure cum.

"I heard..." Herman sighed, defeated and aroused. The stag whined as the naga casually shoved a few feet of tail up his donut, the lubed hole welcoming every inch with incredible ease, ten feet, then twenty, his gut bulging oh so lewdly as the seven foot soft shaft hardened and grew to match its owner's height and then some. A dragon at the end of the stag's cock realized too late that the avalanche of deer shaft was barrelling towards him and failed to run away in time, the cockhead swelling wide, gaping immensely as the reptile's head was swallowed and pulled deeper immediately. "But I like this girl, you know?" Herman huffed and pulled his tail out, the coils slickened with lube as he bunched his three cocks with it and made the stag slide down on all three at once. Each one was well over two feet thick at the base, so as all of them were buried in the same ass, the result was something truly inhuman. The two of them grunted, one biting his lip as warm, wet, sloppily lubed flesh welcomed his monster cocks, the other as he was filled and stretched nicely, the cervid's cock slowly pulling a thickly built dragon in its depths just as casually as one might eat ice cream. "I want to have an actual relationship with her and not just preg her." Jakob nodded, climbing onto the coil pile as well, using the gaps of the naga's seemingly endless' body to shove his twin cannons and hump.

"You must really like her." The shark seemed impressed. His shafts throbbed hard, but his fun was cut short as Herman grabbed Jakob up as if the several-hundred pounds heavy shark was little more than a kid. Herman's hands brushed over Jakob's pecs, his triceps, exploring the stud's stunning body for a few seconds, teasing the shark with his fingers.

"I do... and that's the thing..." The naga's slit swelled and spread wide open, a rush of fluids running down his coils like a slick, musky, cock-scented waterfall, hundreds of gallons displaced at once from the very depths of his slit. A fourth cock slid out, just as thick and huge as the other three currently lodged deep inside the stag. Jakob huffed, rolling his eyes as the huge reptile casually turned him upside down and shoved him on the newly emerged cock. "I don't want to come across as just someone who wants to turn her into a walking egg factory."

Herman's slit kissed Jakob's snout, the immensely stretched pouch spreading around the shark's pointy nose a bit before the naga pulled him upwards, then back down and up once more, effectively turning the quarterback of the team into a glorified, muscled fleshlight on the spot. Jakob hardly complained, the raw, wonderful taste of naga cock was burning on his tongue, layers and layers of cum, pussy juices and god knows how many asses the stud had buried himself in over the past day or so.

Herman was a gentle guy, a bit absentminded if anything, but in his absentmindedness, he turned into a breeder of rather sizeable need and proportions. His huge body was made to fuck and breed, always another cock ready for his lovers, always more cum, always muskier and muskier as he fucked all day long and barely realized that he was turning hordes of people in little more than cum balloons or fleshy condoms for his personal pleasure. Even as he handled the shark like a toy and his three gargantuan cocks slid in and out of the stag, the tips visible underneath the huge cum pudge swelling the cervid's body more and more, Herman hardly realized his own actions, too lost in his doubts about Dahlia and their relationship. The team had realized that the naga had gotten into another breeding trance, cocks hardening at the thought of what was going to happen next as they all began to move towards the huge reptile, leaking, horny, musk growing oh so strong that a few just came on the spot, their cumshots, each hundreds and hundreds of gallons' worth of prime breeding batter, splattering on those huge, shining scales.

"So what are you going to do about it?" Theo, an alligator that played as centre-field, jerked off as he watched Jakob being lowered and lifted on the pillar of naga-flesh over and over. As if that was the only thing needed to trigger the huge breeder, Herman reached for the gator with his tail and lifted him up. Theo licked his lips, ass already twitching in preparation as the cum of half the team oozed from his gut. A fifth cock spread the naga's slit wider still, this one somehow even bigger than the other four, two sets of knots, ridges twice as big and gushing from two cum pipes at once. "Talk to her about it?"

"Yeah, probably." Herman hissed in pleasure as he shoved the alligator on his fifth cock, the sloppy flesh of the other reptile so well-lubed even the ten foot long pole of titanic naga-flesh slid in easily, inch after inch, foot after foot. The first knot stopped Herman halfway down, Theo murring as he felt the huge lump ram against his pucker, thicker than the cocks of all the other guys and still smaller than the second knot at the very base. His gut sloshed with cum, the tip of the naga's dick poking from beneath. "I wanna try to make it very clear that I want a relationship with her that is more than just me asking her to wake up every morning with my cocks up her ass and pussy." Herman closed his eyes and dreamed of the day it'd happen, the cow's soft ass hot-dogging his trio of cocks as he milked her into his maw for breakfast, her meal straight from his loins.

"Well better muster up some courage then, big.... Glrrhhkk..." Theo was still mid-sentence when the naga managed to get him through the first knot and he sank all the way down, his guts rearranged in one simple, lewd, sloppy motion, ass kissing the second knot as the tip of Herman's fifth cock poked from the gator's mouth, displacing loads of cum from the depths of the reptile's stuffed stomach.

"Haha, yeah..." Herman scratched his hood with embarrassment. "What do you guys suggest I do?" He turned to the team with all his hopes: all the other studs were chuckling and enjoying the show, some kissing the stag's balls as their occupants was massaged on all sides by deer nut batter, some pulling the cock that had devoured him down and kissing the gaping cumslit. "Dinner, movies and some nice snacks?"

"It's always a good choice Herman." The leader of the team, a mastodontic, herculean-looking white wolf named Galfrey grinned and winked, waiting for his turn on the breeding carousel that was their teammate, his gigantic four foot wide knot still stuffed inside his sheath, the five and a half feet of red throbbing rocket oozing raw cum. Again, much like for Theo, that was about as much as the naga needed to target the wolf. From the depths of the pile of coils, Herman's tail slid out, a second, bigger slit opening at the ten foot mark from his groin, the tip of a cock much like the fifth one and yet even bigger spearing from within. "But you do want to knock her up though, right? I mean, we've all... hnggghh... seen her around campus..." Galfrey howled softly as Herman began griding the eleven foot long, three foot thick pole against his pucker, soft barbs making the gentle thrust maddeningly pleasurable. "I think a few even got her milk in our food at lunch." The white wolf winked at the rest of the team, licking his chops as he made out with the tip of Herman's last shaft, hugging the massive shaft, arms roaming over the expanse of taut cockflesh, his sensitive nose picking up every last bit of the naga's mind-numbing musk, every detail of that stench, every hint of ass and pussy the reptile had ever shoved it in, his tongue lapping at the collected slit fluids and the bubbling cum rising from whatever black hole the naga had for balls.

"Oh yeah, I like her a lot but I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to blimp her out so hard she's gonna break some campus records hehe..." Herman blushed and kissed Theo, accidentally making out with his own cock as it slid in and out of the bloated gator, tasting dozens of loads in the tar-thick sludge of mixed loads. The taste of so many studs made the naga shiver, his entire body heating up as more and more and more cocks began sliding out of his slits, another gash appearing at the fifteen foot mark where two ridged cocks poked out and were immediately assaulted by two stacked stallions. "She is so hot... so soft and plump..." Herman hissed and came a little, the several people stuck to his cocks bloating and growing rounder as a river of cum flowed inside them, their stomachs swelling massively on the spot, noses, mouths and overstuffed asses leaking hundreds of gallons of insanely thick cum sludge. "I bet she'd look lovely with a couple hundred eggs inside her." The naga murred and came a little again, his spunk even thicker as his coils squirmed. The team chuckled and kept on teasing him, kissing his bouquets of cocks, the many, many slits, making out with the lucky ones that could fit on his shafts. Galfrey was sandwiched between a pair of shafts as long as he was tall, their throbbing flesh twitching all around him as a third one from the slit his ass was kissing poked at his donut and began sliding in. "Or a good five hundred, yes, that's a better number... hffff..." Herman leaned back, his arms stroking, massaging, teasing everyone he could reach as his array of cocks throbbed hard. "Gonna get her nice and pregnant, maybe get a shared room in the dorms, set up a nice family... milk for breakfast for me every day... a soft ass to bury my cocks in every night..."

Herman hissed loudly and grunted, every cock crammed into his teammates throbbing oh so hard, a couple more sliding out of their slits as his entire being reared itself up for a proper orgasm. The rest of the team had gone into a musk frenzy, sniffing, kissing, licking and borderline worshipping the naga's body for the godly display of virility that it was. Herman had been gifted with a somewhat insane libido even before the accident, always followed by his thick musk, always horny, always up for fun, three cocks stinking up the showers every day after practice but now he was something truly amazing, a being made to breed, rut and turn bellies into buildings. The naga murred and came, his coils squeezing and tightening as every cock in his body twitched and stopped gushing cum before the proper load arrived. Theo, the stag, Jakob, Galfrey, everyone waited with bated breath for the incoming tide of white as Herman hissed, thrashed and finally realized that he had been fucking and turning the locker room in a chaotic mess that reeked of his cocks.

The realization lasted all of two seconds before his eyes rolled back and he finally blew his load, or rather, loads: the stag was turned into a blimp within half a second as the three cocks lodged inside his ass gushed oh so hard and oh so fast, the already sizeable belly bulge sloshing on the cervid's body instantly turned into a car-sized paunch, then truck and then even bigger. The stag came with him, his orgasms now so strong that the occupant in his nuts was shot out, followed by a tide of cum that was eclipsed by Herman's many, many gushing shafts. Theo was in heaven, his entire body a glorified fleshlight for his teammate, the cock speared through him throbbing, twitching. The alligator could feel every gush, every immense load surging through the pillar of cock lodged inside him, the journey starting from the slit kissing his ass, thickening the shaft even more, forcing the gator to whine as he was unable to taste the rain of white around him, the raw, even stronger taste of cock on his tongue a more than satisfying consolation until the spunk oozing from every pore and every wall around him rained down and coated his body and the cock he was stuck on.

Jakob was in much the same situation, his nose completely buried in Herman's slit, his head nearly swallowed by that cock as he breathed in the musk of the reptile till he was cumming from that and that alone, his twin shafts gushing, twitching, nearly firing blanks as the sheer pleasure of being turned into a toy made him cum oh so hard. Galfrey howled and made out with the two person-sized cocks he was sandwiched in between, his pecs griding on their slick flesh, glutes hot-dogging the one behind as his cock frotted with the one in front, his tongue sliding over Herman's lengths over and over and over as his white body turned even whiter, fur sticking to his muscles so tightly that he'd show off everything were he not a statue of cum humping and moaning and sniffing and cumming himself. The wolf grunted, reaching for his pecs as he pinched his nipples, tugging at the thick nubs with pleasure as he shoved a finger in each, using Herman's endless cum as lube as he fingered himself, his nipples spreading around his digits over and over as his orgasms stacked on top of each other endlessly, the more the wolf toyed with himself, the more he licked the cocks he was stuck against, the more he swallowed and the more he spread his nipples, the harder he came.

But even as the locker room was flooded, the level of naga spunk rising till the emergency release forced the doors to open and dump the five foot high cum pool onto the street and the football field right outside, even as he gushed cum in the tens of thousands of gallons a minute, Herman was hardly done with his orgasm. His slits bubbled like rivers after a heavy rain, half a dozen different openings on his body pouring with cum as his unused cocks spilled their loads from within, his free shafts either turning someone into a blimp or painting the locker beyond white, even if he was howling, thrashing and using his teammates as fleshlights, the naga was not satisfied. His coils twitched and spasmed erratically as outside the flood grew stronger, people washed up by the sheer strength of his loads, the reek of cum and sweat spreading like wildfire, bringing dozens of people to a sudden orgasm as the grounds around the building turned into a cum swamp. Herman hissed, flexing every muscle in his forty feet long body at once, the reptilian adonis crushing lockers and walls as if they were paper, cocks bloating, thickening, an array of shafts blooming as shapes started to make them thicken even more.

"Oohhhhh Dahlia..." Herman dreamed of the cow, her soft rack, her juicy pussy, her gushing tits and thick tongue as he finally reached a proper, real climax, eggs by the dozens pouring out of his body and into his teammates, turning their truck-sized guts into house-sized egg-stuffed barns. "Can't wait for our date tonight..." The naga smiled and looked at the now open sky, his thrashing, the growing bellies of his teammates having long since turned the locker into a pile of rubble as he kept on cumming and cramming eggs within them. Theo was finally able to taste cum as his nose and mouth leaked hundreds of gallons of raw cum a minute, resting on his gut much like the stag and a few others that had the luck of scoring a cock of their own before the strength of the naga's orgasm had grown so much that no one could even dream of burying a cock within them. "Thanks for listening guys."

Herman sighed, content, his heart lighter as he pulled back. Knots popped out of asses and mouths, waterfalls of white splattering all over his coils. He let the stag rest on his own gut, dislodged Theo from his role as fleshlight and helped Galfrey get on his feet. Jakob however, was forgotten, slowly sinking inside the naga's slit as the cock he was strapped to softened and retreated back into its housing. The shark moaned as his entire head was swallowed by the naga's flesh, then his shoulders, hips and feet. The beefy white wolf grinned as he saw the tail disappear within Herman's slit, the clumsy titanic breeder barely aware of anything but the chaos he had caused while his friend kept on fulfilling his role as fleshlight.

"Good luck with your date man." Galfrey huffed, wiping some cum as it dripped down his snout, the wolf still hard but now even whiter than before, leaking a lot from his puffed up tailhole. "Do tell how it ends up going. I'll call the pregnancy department and tell them they're bound to get swarmed with baby nagas yet again."

"Hey, I want to at least wait till tomorrow before trying my luck." Herman hissed and grunted, the trapped shark in his slit squirming as his tail wagged out of the cum-stuffed pouch.

"I meant the chaos you just caused." The wolf snickered and patted the bellies of half the team to drive in his point.

Even those that hadn't gotten impaled on the naga's cocks had not been spared his virility as bellies began to grow and fatten, Herman's sheer masculine power making them grow egg-heavy as they used his cum as lube. A few were already starting to lactate, the effects of motherhood, as lewd and unnatural as it might have been once. Pecs swelled as nipples thickened and began to leak, a horde of massive studs patting their huge bellies as they helped milk each other, mouths wrapping around finger-thick nubs, throats hungrily swallowing gallons of fresh milk as tails rose and cocks found wet, lubed up holes. The naga blushed and slithered out of the locker room, his friend trapped inside his body till the accidental breeder popped another boner, which would take just a few minutes, knowing the guy and his hair trigger.

1. Massage parlour

The team waddled their way out of the locker room with a chorus of pleasured moans, grunts and curses as a flood of cum followed in their wake, asses leaking spunk by the tens of gallons a second for each one of them, bellies bumping into each other endlessly. The muscular, beefy athletes were rather clumsy and encumbered now, their tight, 8 pack abs distended by huge guts sloshing with mixed seed and beachball sized naga eggs that would force them to take yet another week off from practice if they took too long to lay. A few of the guys were in far worse shape than others, namely a certain stag that now was completely immobile, his gut having breached the wall of the building as his cock grew and towered above himself, fuelled by hormones and neverending lust, a rain of cum fell over the area, giving everything another coat of fresh jizz that splattered over the team and anyone lucky enough to be in a couple hundred yards around the remains of the locker room.

"So, how about a drink?" Galfrey slapped a few asses, making the bellies of a couple of very, very, very pregnant bunnies wobble and slosh. The moans fuelled his lust as he groped the toned cheeks of the twins and drawing them close to him, their snouts impacting upon his pecs. "Mike, Don... Liu? Drinks?"

"Ah, no sorry..." The dragon that had been vored at the start of Herman's accidental breeding frenzy, Liu, was the only one spared from the naga's seed and thus the only one without a belly bulge, his stomach as flat as it could be as he nimbly moved about, only his sheath and the size of his nuts slowing him down somewhat. "I really gotta get a massage after being shot out by someone..." The eastern dragon rolled his eyes at the mountain of cervine belly now gushing all over the other end of the football field. "Landed pretty hard so I am due for a nice treatment. Plus I heard that Bernadette has just returned from her maternity leave and I can't wait for her fingers to get around mine and make me really melt down." The dragon huffed and reached down to grab his sheath, plunging his hands inside as his cocks peeked, the twin equine shafts bloating their holster as a couple thick jets of pearly white rose high in the air. "Why don't you come?"

"I'll take a rain check..." The wolf smiled and grunted, moving behind one of the bunny twins to lift him up and slide him down his cock, the thick canine length sliding oh so easily within the bloated stud, knot popping in with a lewd squelch as his hands reached for the lapine's pecs and gave them a squeeze, making the pregnant male clench around his cock and squirt milk all over himself. "Beer after practice is amazing."

"I know, I know but dude, hands around sore paws after running are nothing to scoff at." The two studs chuckled and parted ways, one fingering the sloppy, used holes of his partners for the day, the other idly stroking himself as his cocks thickened while he was stretching his sheath. His hands remained lodged deep into his cock pouch, enjoying the cummy mess as gallons spilled out of it, making a huge mess all over so that he could enjoy the very, very thorough attention that Bernadette, the sluttiest paw slut and sheath lover on campus his money could afford. "Been two weeks without a proper massage..." Liu sighed, twice as annoyed by the long absence of his favourite cheetah masseuse after the guy she had been working with her footpaws had nutted inside her before she could finish with him. "No use in dawdling over the past..." His grin returned as he saw the logo of the massage parlour, a bright and lewd image of a customer getting his toes licked by half a dozen females as he flashed a thumbs up to the customers arriving from the street.

"Well, well, well, look who's here at long last!" The clerk was a kangaroo, one that, unlike most of his kind, was not jacked or huge, but far along the femboi side of the spectrum, wearing bright pink leg and arm warmers and a shade of electric blue lipstick. "Been two weeks..."

"You know I only let Bernadette touch my paws Donnie." The dragon grinned, his cocks sliding out along with his hands and a couple dozen gallons of precum and sheath fluids. The twin rockets were as thick as the muscular dragon's own thighs, meaning a solid three feet wide each and then some, worthy of a offensive lineman like him. He plopped his ass on a chair and lifted a footpaw on the counter. The kangaroo smiled and leaned forward, planting his nose right against the dragon's paw and huffed: the smell of cum, sweat, cocks and that wonderful draconic footmusk, all mixed together, made Donnie whine and drool, the lewd concoction ten times as strong as it should have been now that the stud had gone weeks without his favourite tongue and pair of paws to tend to it. "Man, if Bernadette wasn't so good I'd let you take care of me." Donnie murred and stole a lick, the potent flavour of dragon sweat making the kangaroo nearly blow his load right then and there.

"Yeah about that... she's not coming today... or tomorrow..." The poor clerk was suddenly under the burning gaze of a very angry dragon whose biceps could bend steel beams like paper. "She's taking a sabbatical to work on her thesis and she can't spend all day sniffing toes and tongue-cleaning sheaths if she does that." Liu sighed and groaned, visibly defeated. "She has sent a replacement approved by her though, so you could give the guy a chance?"

"A guy?" Liu sighed heavily. "Well, I'm already here, I moved all my plans to other days specifically for Bernadette but I guess I can see if the new guy is worth it." The dragon rolled his eyes as the diminutive roo hopped from the back of the counter. "If not, you're the one that's gonna pay." Donnie chuckled and smiled, giving Liu's cocks a nice sloppy kiss on the flares as they throbbed in the musky air.

The parlour always smelled like sweat, cocks, cum and feet, but in a good way, the kind of way that makes customers horny and in the mood for a happy ending, the kind of way that makes business better and smoother. Liu loved the scents in the air, the healthy reek of studs getting their muscles kneaded and kissed, balls licked clean, paws nuzzled... he had been a regular since before the change, now he was nearly obsessed. He had gone there at first because of his crush on Bernadette, then he had picked up a lot of fetishes on the way. The roo took him to his usual seat, he plopped his ass down and made space for his balls as he idly suckled on his cocks while waiting. He always enjoyed to service himself when his hands were busy or he was bored, so, as he shoved his tongue down his cum pipe, his taste buds fizzling with the raw taste of his own cock and cum, his throat dancing as he swallowed pints and pints of breeding batter.

"Hello." From the shadows emerged a gator, not the scrawny kind, not the dad-bod kind, but a thickly built, athletic stud. Liu cocked an eyebrow and let go, pulling his left cock from his mouth as strings of cum connected his lips to the swollen flare as a fat shot rose high and splattered on the ceiling. The dragon's shafts throbbed at the sight of the handsome stud. "I'm the new guy. Trevor's the name."

"Well, nice to meet you Trevor. I'm..."

"Liu, I know. My cousin told me about you." Trevor smiled and winked, shaking the dragon's hand. "She takes her job very seriously so she told me what I should do to make you happy." The gator huffed, his slit swelling as a single, immensely thick cock peeked out as the male breathed in the musky air and drank in the figure of the dragon before him. "So lay down and let me take care of you."

"Well... sure, I just went to football practice so I need a thorough service." Liu swore that the mention of football made the gator's cock throb hard. The male licked his jaws with a thick tongue and nodded, kneeling before his customer. The dragon's paws rested on a stool, glistening with sweat and slick with cum from the puddles dotting the entire campus.

"Mmmmh." Trevor openly licked his lips and pressed his nose to Liu's paw and took a deep, deep, deep breath, his eyes rolling back as the scent of the dragon made him shiver and whine. "Oh yessssss..." The gator took another deep whiff and shivered harder, his tail slamming on the floor with meaty heavy thuds which left Liu quite pleased and fairly aroused. The cheetah had skill, but even if Trevor had none, at the very least he shared the same passion as his cousin.

The dragon did nothing, said nothing, merely laid back on the chair as the gator did what he was supposed to, tending to his sore paws as he suckled on his cocks and stroked them gently, fat wads of precum splattering all of the wall behind him. Trevor placed his snout in between the dragon's paws, pressing them around it as he sniffed and rubbed the rough ridges of his nostrils on the sweaty, soft pads of the other reptile's feet. Both males grunted with pleasure, one finally feeling someone's breath on his paws, the other drinking in eagerly the musky, lewd, overpowering scent of a male after practice. Trevor was hard, as hard as he could be, the gator's meaty shaft throbbing forgotten on the ground, spilling precum by the tub every other second as the horny male's body gushed hard with every needy huff he took.

After a few minutes, Trevor opened his maw and let his tongue lol out, giving his first customer a nice view of the maw and the broad, slick muscle that would service him from then on: it wasn't the rough, coarse tongue of a cat, the second best selling point Bernadette had, but it was meaty, thick, broad and long. Liu smiled and flexed his toes, wrapping one paw around the gator's snout as he slid the other on the tongue. Trevor whined and shivered as he felt the dragon's foot slide on his taste buds, the flavour spreading on his tongue, the musk making his eyes water and roll back in sheer pleasure. He closed his mouth as Liu pushed his foot along, swallowing most of it and sucking on it as if to draw out every last droplet of foot musk that there was, his tongue squirming against the sweaty pads. The two locked eyes for a second, the dragon watching from above, sitting on the chair as he suckled on his own cocks, snout dripping with cum bridges and breath reeking of dick, the gator wrapping his tongue around the other's toes, glossy-eyed, all for a split second before returning to what they were doing before.

Trevor opened his maw and let the paw slide out, saliva dripping between the meaty toes, lewdly forming arches that glistened in the bright light of the lamps above. He kissed each toe and rubbed his snout on the slickened paws before moving to the other foot, the same explosion of taste blossoming on his taste buds, maybe even stronger and more pleasurable now that he had grown even more aroused by the smell. The gator whined and reached down, cupping his hands in the inch-thick puddle of cum lapping at his tailhole that Liu had casually spilled all over the floor, using it to lube the foot he was not licking, the hot, warm cum seeping into the grooves of each scale, the gaps between toes, soothing the muscles better than any lotion could. The dragon hissed and let go of his cocks, the pleasure from his feet greater than what his self-sucking could give him. He squirmed in the chair, flexing his toes out of reflex while Trevor rolled his thumbs on his pads and licked every inch of his other foot with devotion, lust and pleasure. Bernadette was skilled, cute, a tease in every way, her cousin was hungry, oh so hungry... it was a whole different level, the need of someone thirsting for water finding a well rather than the knowledge of someone who had prepared for the trip. Bernadette made him relax, Trevor made him want for more.

"Mmmmhhh..." Liu huffed and pulled back, watching as his foot came out slick and coated in saliva, toes glistening like gems as he spread them. He grinned and wrapped both on the gator's snout to see what his reaction would be: Trevor huffed and shivered visibly, huffing, sniffing, his tongue sliding out to lick the space between his feet, almost fucking it with an openly shared desire for more, more and more. "Ffffuck..." The dragon's cock throbbed harder than they had done in years, his hands gripping the chair's armrests as he tried not to reach for his shafts and bring himself to a quick orgasm right then and there. He came a little bit, just a few intense shots that made the windows rattle as the loads became oh so thick and dense, the dragon's twin cannons fattening from the sheer amount of breeding batter. The gator was in no way less messy, his cock trapped beneath Liu's nuts, pinned to the ground and gushing widly, each huff making him blow his load endlessly, every lick making his loads bigger. The room was still holding up against their ownslaught, if barely. "Make me cum hands-free." Oh how aroused the sight before made him: a beefy stud sloppily snorting his sweaty footmusk as he fucked the gap between his paws like he'd eat someone out.

Trevor didn't say anything, he didn't want to nor needed to, his tongue would do all the work, his hands merely keeping the dragon's legs in place as he opened his maw wider and wider. For a moment Liu thought that it'd not be too bad to slide down that gullet, to feel the gator's skilled tongue work his entire body as he was swallowed, to feel that throat ripple around his scales until he was swallowed whole, tucked in that gut. But he'd get vored another time, if the studly gator even wanted to. Trevor huffed and then placed both feet in his mouth, his maw was big enough for it and then closed it. Both of them whined in pleasure, one eagerly waiting for what would happen, the other feeling his entire snout stuffed to the brim with cummy toes and sweaty pawpads. Both of them fired fatter and fatter wads of cum, neither cumming just yet, but nearing an orgasm of epic proportions with nothing but their mounting lust. Trevor began wriggling his tongue, making it dance in his mouth, nothing but need driving its movements, the need to lick and draw out every last drop of musk from those pads. The gator was in heaven, the taste had only grown stronger and deeper as if the more he licked, the more he was rewarded. Liu squirmed in his seat, unable to wrestle away his feet from the hungry gator, the male stronger than he was, muscles bulging as he was left writhing on the chair, forced to feel that thick tongue do things that he had no idea tongues could even do and then more.

Time melted as Trevor worshipped those paws with his very being, every inch of them licked, kissed, nuzzled, teased and cleaned over and over again, the gaps between toes fucked by his tongue, the arches licked and kissed, a cacophony of lewd, unrestrained moans filling the air as musk became so thick the windows were fogged and the door bulged from the hundreds of gallons of thickening cum the two males spilled. Then, the gator wrapped Liu's paws around his snout one last time and took a breath deeper and needier than all the ones that had come before and that was it, for both of them. Liu howled as he arched his back and came hands-free, his cocks throbbing once, twice and then firing two titanic shots of pearly white spunk, so dense it might as well been cement, so abundant the entire room was caked within a couple second, aided by Trevor's own messy orgasm, the gator's ten foot long, four foot thick behemoth hosing the floor as tides roiled around them. The door collapsed in instants after their shared climax began, neither moving a hand to tend to their cocks, both focused on Liu's feet as cum flowed and flooded the entire massage parlour and then some. Donnie blew his load as well as he was knocked off his feet by the approaching tide, the glass shattering under the force of the cumslide.

"HHHffff are you... are you free after your shift?"

1. A fitting end to a calm, normal day

Kal's office was pretty much what one would expect from a professor of anthro-pology in a big university: books stacked on shelves from floor to ceiling, ancient artifacts that he had gotten to keep or yanked from the museums, some just replicas, a few degrees hung on the walls, the usual, cliché stuff that every movie archaeologist has in their office. That being said, this was not your usual office and the professor was not just any regular old tiger: the books were hidden behind an inch-thick sheet of glass, the idols secured to quake-proof stands and holders to prevent Kal's cock or balls from knocking over millennia-old relics and century-old books. The floor once had a carpet, now it was covered in a thick layer of warm cum that dribbled from the professor's nearly always hard shaft, beneath the chair there was a dent as the tiger's nuts rested on that same spot for hours every day, growing fatter, bigger and heavier till the very wood had begun taking their shape and smell. And the idols, well, Kal had been an expert on ancient rituals that focused on sex and fertility, which made for quite the collection of erotic imagery spanning the entire history of the world. Statues of ancient gods of fertility with their oversized cocks or gargantuan tits, some dead stone, some actually alive and containing very, very horny spirits, most of which Kal had gotten familiar over the years.

"So, who's this bad boy we're gonna play with today?" Zhao had been holding the statue of the dragon for a while now, his gloved hands protecting him from whatever curse or god resided within it. Those measures to keep the dog safe had hardly helped his excitement, the canine's cannon jutting forth harder and hotter than normal at the prospect of an afternoon spent in far greater lust than what his already immense libido allowed him. The statue seemed to be quite excited as well, somehow, the dragon's cock throbbing as if made of flesh, leaking a thick, purple ooze that smelled like a hundred different guy's combined cumshots and then some. "Virility god or curse of endowment?"

"Bit of both actually." Kal grinned and sat in the chair, his balls crashing down in their crater and sloshing lewdly for a few moments. "It's a god of the hearth, of the family, he slighted a demon and got cursed with a libido that made him go on a rampage and knock up over... ten thousand people." The tiger licked his lips. "With a single cumshot it seems."

"Damn..." Both males eyed the statue and the cock and balls it possessed. "We're about to flood the entire campus again, aren't we?"

"Well, we have to see for ourselves first." The tiger winked and got up after notifying the entire campus' staff that he was about to go on one of his experiments again, receiving a few complaints from the labs and more than a few thank you notes from tired teachers who wanted a maternity break. "So, let's get on with it, shall we?" Kal licked his lips and scooted back, his cock having grown enough that he had to back several feet just to get it out from beneath the desk, his feet splashing in a puddle that Zhao had been feeding for the past couple minutes. "Off with the gloves, young man!"

"With pleasure." Zhao yipped and removed his gloves, bare paws touching the statue together with the horny, lascivious teacher, their cocks frotting together. For a few seconds nothing happened, the room was silent save for the endless splattering of pressurized cumshots from their shafts, until the loud, needy, overpowering rumble of a pair of nuts beyond pent up roared in their minds. "Oh he is... blueballed to hell and back..." Zhao whined as his nuts churned and swelled, his cum so thick he could feel it grow heavier and heavier by the second and it wasn't going to stop anytime soon. It had been barely ten seconds and already he was feeling his legs being pushed apart by the growing size of his nutsack. "Oh fuck..."

"Mmmh yeah, he was sealed after the gods of his pantheon realized he'd not be able to stop breeding everyone till the entire world was coated in bellies and cum so he's been blueballed for the past... seventeen hundred years." The professor mewled and shivered, his legs giving out as he came a bit from the sheer pleasure of feeling his balls crammed with a god's suppressed orgasms. Twenty seconds in and he was already resting on his nuts, the twin spheres so dense they didn't even deform under his weight. The air inside the office was always thick with a potent ball funk, the kind of smell that pleased the gods sealed in the statues, the kind of smell that made Kal randy and allowed for the right mood to study, but now it was just... laced with a wild, needy, mind-numbing rut. "Oh fuck... gonna..." Kal moaned and huffed, gripping the base of his cock as if to try and suppress his pleasure for just one second longer, but in reality he was just holding on to the closest thing that he could reach. Zhao's eyes widened as he aimed the gushing tiger shaft away from him before the actual cumshot knocked him out cold like how it had happened before. "Mmmmhhhhhhh......"

The rumble was felt throughout the entire building instantly, the telltale sign of a stud nearing a cataclysmic orgasm familiar to many, though not quite that intense: windows shook, items fell off shelves and desks, noses twitched as a potent, sweet, dense musk sent dozens in heat and rut on the spot. Then the tide came, a white sludge roiling down the stairs, swallowing up everything and everyone in the reek of warm, thick cum, thousands of gallons a second. Upstairs, Zhao watched Kal hold on to dear life as his cock bloated, fattened, thickened and grew till he was more cock than tiger, till he was laying atop his own nuts as they simply kept on growing. He kissed those nuts, made love to them as his cock slid beneath them, growing bigger by the second as well, breeding the gap in between those titanic orbs all the while his own pushed behind him and his cock poked through from the other side. The walls crashed down soon after, a mere minute after they touched the statue, the glass panels, strong enough to withstand cannon fire, shattered by the sheer mass and density of their balls and cocks. Freed from their glass prisons, dozens of minor gods and curses began to feed on the power of their orgasms.

Heyla, goddess of fertility from the depths of the forests, reached out, her eyes glossing over the thousands of wombs in the campus, her power not quite strong enough despite leeching off quite a bit to spread her influence beyond the limits of the campus. Still, she was content enough to play with more than just the old professor for once. The females and herms downstairs, swimming in Kal's cum avalanche, felt their bellies grow hot and needy, oh so needy. Already they had been claimed by the professor's spunk, his seed assaulting their ovaries by the millions, but as the goddess' touch reached forth, ovas belched out by the tens of thousands, their bellies fattening and swelling visibly with life as record pregnancies even for this day and age multiplied the numbers of walls knocked down. The males saw the rising mountains of belly around them with worry, but they too received their fair share of attention as other gods reached forth: some grew in size, some felt their balls swell, some simply came harder as they searched for needy wombs to bury their far bigger and thicker cocks in. The anthro-pology wing shook and swayed, all floors gushing waterfalls of white, mixed fluids pouring onto the outside, spreading the thick and lewd miasma to more and more people as cocks poked from destroyed walls and tits knocked down entire sides of the building, bellies making floors collapsed and cushioning the fall of the unlucky ones too big to even move anymore.

"Ffffuckkk..." Zhao howled and came harder as Kal's nuts swelled ten feet all at once, pinning him against his own fifteen feet-wide hills. He tried to get out of the musky, sweaty prison he was bound to be buried under within seconds, but he couldn't even move, his balls too heavy, his cock trapped beneath Kal's ever-growing sack. He was stuck in the muskiest spot in all of the campus, right where the cleft of the tiger's sheath and his nuts met, muzzle rubbing against damp, cum-slick fur. He huffed, licked, kissed, growing bigger by the second, hornier, fuller, needier. "Oh ffff..." Zhao yipped as he was thoroughly smothered in thick crotch-fur, damp with cum, slick and oh so musky, every breath made him cum and the next breath made him cum a little harder even while he was still pumping out the previous ten loads and the fifteen before that. "K-kal... oh fucccckkk...!" The dog fully embraced the pleasure, hugging the tiger's sheath and burying his nose as hard as he could into the muskiest pit in the entire campus as the world around him became a wall of churning nuts.

He kept on cumming harder and harder, the windows around them bursting with ease, the cases covered in thick bulletproof glass shattering still, freeing more gods and curses for the two to deal with. But he wanted more, he wanted to cum harder and harder and even thoroughly huffing the tiger's funk wasn't enough, he wanted to cum so hard he'd pass out or turn the entire campus white himself... yet he couldn't. And then Zhao felt a voice in the back of his head, a booming voice, a panting voice, a voice that begged him to become a conduit to empty its need. It was hardly a challenge to figure out that the dragon god was asking for help, thousands of years of blueballs, just this much cum wasn't enough to even scratch the surface of his need to empty his nuts. Zhao licked his lips and agreed readily, hungry for more pleasure, hungry for bigger loads to shoot and paint the world with.

As if that was enough, his orgasm became several dozen times stronger, the impact of the pleasure hitting his groin so intense he almost did pass out, his balls groaning with the worst case of pent-up lust he had ever felt, something that was thoroughly unnatural. His cock fattened and strained, the mere hundred gallons a second he was pumping out now turning into over five hundred within the blink of an eye, the switch so quick the building took the brunt of it and shook wildly. He howled and whined, pumping his cock from under the prison of Kal's hundred-tonne sack, hugging it as if to search for something to hold onto while he caught his bearings. The cum splattering all over the place was thick, oh so very thick, glue-like and heavy, reeking of dragon to high heaven as if the god was the one cumming and not him, which wasn't far from the truth. Fortunately, or maybe unfortunately, Kal began to grow yet again, his nuts heavier and bigger, walls crumbling around the two of them, though the entirety of the collapsing ceiling was caught by the tiger's expanding back.

"Ooohhhh yesssss..." Kal licked his chops and braced as his head broke through the ceiling of the floor above the one he had already turned to concrete dust, his feet finally finding the ground again as his cock barged through several walls and pillars and started to dump its load over more than just a single floor. "I wonder... who's responsible for this..." The professor mewled and pushed his ass against the wall, letting the cum flood drain there as well while he stepped out of the remains of his office and then crawled onto the cummy grass on the outside of the anthro-pology wing, his cock still gushing, his body still growing. "My..." As his head finally reached the floor where his office was, he saw that Zhao was still on the ground, clutching his cock as he frantically pumped it as hard as he could.

Then Zhao's balls began to shrink, inches at first, then bursts, going from fifteen feet wide to barely bigger than a pair of fat watermelons after mere seconds, though his output hardly grew smaller, if anything, the dog was cumming even harder. Kal licked his lips and shoved his cock inside the building, rubble falling off as he used concrete and brick to masturbate, fucking two or three floor at once, his cum washing over furniture and the few people not immobilized by huge bellies all over the place. He watched as Zhao howled and aimed his cock at the sky, his shaft thrumming, redder, thicker and a little bit bigger, his nuts shivering visibly just before he arched his back and came oh so hard. The cumshot rose high in the air, ten feet, a dozen, twenty, thirty and then a hundred, a pillar of solid cum, a beam of white, musky breeding batter that just didn't seem to slow down, the thousands of gallons beneath pushing it higher and higher still, like a rocket aiming for the sky itself. The gods watching upon them were shocked, fertility goddesses creaming themselves from their hidden realms, virility gods feeling that their cumshots were a little underwhelming compared to just how hard the little mortal was pumping out, and the dragon god finally feeling some relief for the first time in eons. Zhao squeezed on his knot, the fat bulb so taut it was harder than steel, the mere act of brushing against it made him cum harder, somehow.

The wave of growth and changes was hardly contained to the building, nor was it rejected by the others, be it students or teachers, most eagerly welcoming more pleasure in their lives with a greed and desire that bordered on the insane, all caused by the sheer virility of the musk oozing off the two studs, their balls and huge cocks stinking up the place so hard people would likely cum from just walking by for weeks. In a building beside the anthro-pology wing, two friends were tangled together, kissing hard and crashing into walls. The male antelope's cock was gushing wildly into his lover's mouth, the cheetah mewling as best she could while her stomach swelled with his load and his tongue reached deeper and deeper into her pussy. It took a moment for the musk-addled feline to realize that the antelope's tongue was starting to grow, thicken and wiggle harder right inside her womb. The moment she felt a gush of what was clearly warm, thick, potent cum against the back of her chamber she came oh so hard. He pulled back, watching as his tongue throbbed, cumming as well from the pleasure of his shaft massaged by her throat and his new, long, stretchy cock-tongue squeezed by her pussy. He could taste her flesh and feel pleasure as if he was fucking her at the same time, his entire tongue set alight with her flavour and the rawness of a second orgasm on top of his normal one. The antelope hardly complained, shoving his tongue-cock as deep as he could, his muzzle swallowed by her gushing muff as he came and came and came, her womb swelling like her stomach, pinning him down and forcing him to do nothing but cum and cum and cum harder.

Zhak's cock no longer aimed at the sky now and thus the three hundred and fifty feet tall pillar of cum had no more energy to go any higher, now falling down in wet, lewd thumps, hundreds of pounds each, coating the building in a lovely white coat as Kal's own load turned the insides of the structure into little more than steel frames held up by twitching bellies and swollen nuts. Aimed at the campus, Zhao begun flooding the streets, thousands of gallons a second, more and more rocketing out still, by the time the tower of cum had splattered all over Kal's body and turned him into a cummy statue, he was pumping out nearly three thousand gallons of tar-thick cum every second. It was a flood the likes of which happened rarely on campus, and normally it'd take half the studs in the area to join together to flood an entire street designed to withstand precisely that many people cumming all at once. And yet Zhao was flooding it, alone. On the other side, the tiger's own load was turning the streets white, cars rolling over, manholes bubbling as spunk too dense to be flushed away gunked up the storm drain system. Despite him being over fifty feet tall, his cock twice as long and with balls half as big as himself, he was still cumming less hard than Zhao and the dog was hardly stopping. The more he came, the harder he came, the harder he came, the more he pumped out and so on, the god borrowing his body sighing with happiness, finally getting on top of his production and feeling some relief. But Zhao wanted more and more and more still.

He howled, claws digging into the concrete as his orgasm pumped out nearly five thousand gallons of hyper-pressurized, hyper-dense breeding batter every other second. The campus maternity ward had been warned of Kal's experiment and had put up the needed barriers for the usual four foot high tide of cum, but not for what was actually happening. The streets were filled to the point that even the barriers were caving in, windows bursting inside with spunk so musky, hot and dense a single whiff made everyone cum as hard as their bodies could, bellies growing hot with the need to get crammed with as much of that divine load as possible. And with no safe space left in the entire campus, with no place safe from the tide, with no interest in restraint, Zhao's river of cum turned the entire campus in a massive white pool. And still he wanted to cum harder: bellies swelled, wombs grew stuffed with his load on one side, Kal's on the other, buildings levelled by his pleasure, thousands upon thousands of lives blossomed as ovaries belched out eggs in amounts unseen even in these new wild days. As the campus turned into a bubbling brook, as the walls separating it from the rest of the city crumbled, as miles of land began to reek of his load and balls, he wanted to cum harder still.