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It was nearly noon on a clear-skied Saturday, and many different people were out and about at the most popular mall in town. There were hundreds there of different shapes and sizes, but one of them in particular was there for quite a different reason other than shopping. Trist, a rather tall and feminine bunny boy with white fur and blue hair, was only there today because he lost a bet with his friends. Compared to everyone else there wasn't anything unusual about him, he was wearing his regular comfortable clothing with an orange and blue sweatshirt and a pair of black and blue yoga pants on top, with some grey, white, and orange sneakers. A bit more atypical were the sizes of a few choice body parts. His cock, even though it was still soft, put most people's manhoods to shame and left a sizable bulge in his crotch. His semen-filled orbs were even bigger, so large and round that they reached a bit past his knees even while being held up by his tight underwear and pants. Most remarkably was the size of his tits. Even with his bra holding them up, with a tight shirt and his sweatshirt over that, so immense that they covered his entire torso and reached down to his waist, wobbling with every movement he made. His custom-made clothing further accentuated their size and shape, anyone who even glanced in his direction finding it impossible to miss such a rack and plenty discreetly snapping photos. He was used to the attention, but that didn't make it much less embarrassing.

None of that was what he was nervous about today as he walked through the entrance into the mall. The truth was a bit more hidden than that. His outfit was the kind of thing he'd wear any day, with one exception. His panties, coloured blue a few shades darker than his hair, had a portal placed on the inside of them right over his tailhole. The other end led to a fleshlight that would let people fuck him from anywhere, being held in a house full of his friends. He wouldn't know when they'd fuck him, how hard, or how many would be pounding him. He'd get no warnings, and no chances to hide or prepare himself while he was there. According to the terms of the bet, he wasn't even allowed to leave the mall until it closed- even if he did, he wouldn't be able to take the panties off on his own.

It wasn't going to stop him from doing what he always did at malls, even if that'd increase the risk of him being caught. He started in one of many clothing stores, this one designed toward lingerie for people such as him with 'larger attributes', looking at the wide selection of accessories. Even in this store people were staring at him, but at least there were only two or three others including the employees. That's when he felt it, coming from the portal and pressing against his tailhole, throbbing gently. He gasped loudly and tensed up, dropping the clothing he was holding, mostly undergarments. He was given a weird look from one of the employees, and he giggled nervously. "S-sorry, I just remembered I left the oven on." He lied poorly, bending down to pick the clothes back up despite the cock still pressing against him, leaking precum and dripping lube onto his hole. As he did so it suddenly pressed against him, not stopping until it spread his rear apart, his rim stretching around the head of the mystery cock. He clenched hard around it, his ass almost miraculously tight with how many dicks he'd taken, getting an unmistakable moan out of him. He had no excuse this time, his cheeks immediately turning bright red while he stood back up with the clothing in his hands, peeking at the nearby employee who only raised an eyebrow at him.

He rushed to the checkout with his tits bouncing, feeling the girth in his rear starting to push deeper. It took all of his effort to not moan again, biting his fat bottom lip. "J-justthesepleaseandthankyou!" He blurted out, throwing the clothing down onto the counter. He could feel his own penis hardening, but fortunately he was close enough to the cashier that the size of his chest hid his growing bulge. "..Sure." They responded, not even attempting to hide that they were taking a photo of his deep cleavage while he waited. He stood there tapping his foot on the ground, gripping onto the corner of the counter while that long shaft in his ass slowly slid further in. The clerk, after taking a photo of his chest from an angle they deemed suitable, took their sweet time checking out each item and putting them into a bag for him. Before he was even fully erect, precum was starting to leak from his tip, wetting the fur of his balls and slowly running down, a dark patch beginning to form on the front of his yoga pants.

Soon, the entire length of that veiny cock was buried balls-deep inside him, about as long as his forearm and just as thick. He could feel each time it throbbed inside him, deep enough to drip and drool precum right into his stomach. "I-it's so big.." He muttered under his breath, not even realizing he said that out loud. The clerk paused for a moment but didn't look up at him, continuing with their job. He huffed and trembled as the prick in him began to slowly thrust, pulling back and forth while grinding against his prostate. That got a thick splurt of precum out of him, right through his pants. As his shaft grew it pushed to the side of his balls, beginning to push right down his pant leg and making his bulge even more obvious.

"Okay, sir. Debit or credit?" They asked him, but he didn't hear them. He was too focused on the sensation of being slowly fucked- though whoever it was fucking him was gradually speeding up- to respond. All of his efforts were being put toward not moaning like a whore while he was being fucked in public. "Sir." They said more sternly. "You still need to p-" They stopped as he suddenly held his card out, nearly hitting them in the face with it. They rolled their eyes, taking the card from his fingers and using it to pay before putting it in the bag with his clothing. They handed him his bag, and only then did he really snap out of it. "O-oh, thanks!" He said, quickly making sure everything was in it before running off. The movement only made things feel even better, both in terms of his anal stretching and the thirty or so inches of cock that bulged out his pant leg down to almost the ankle, rubbing against the tight fabric and his own fur.

He held his free hand over his mouth, standing near a currently-closed store where there were a few less people, trying to regain his composure while the hand with his bag made a poor attempt at hiding his bulge. He was already leaking precum out of the ankle of his pants, soaking his black socks and making a small puddle of it on the floor with a dark trail from the tip of the bulge. He could feel every detail of that meaty prick inside him, from its veins to the thick medial ring near the center, and he even knew its exact size. At first he couldn't tell who it was fucking him, most wouldn't be able to tell such a thing at all themselves, but the longer and rougher this person became the more familiar they became to him- his friends called it him being a massive whorish cumdump, he claimed it was just a little quirk of his. He recognized the member as belonging to Fel, a shark friend of his who was one of the first to propose the idea for this bet. He wasn't too surprised she wanted to go first, breaking him in for the day as the first of what would likely be many hammerings.

He dropped his bag, that hand moving up without him even realizing it, placing itself on his stomach instead. Without even needing to press he could feel that bulge repeatedly pushing out and shrinking back, his tight ass trying to milk the shark's cock for all of its cum right into his guts. It felt so good, he could feel himself quickly getting closer and closer to climaxing without even touching himself, moaning against his hand and not truly realizing how loud he was being. He was looking up at the ceiling so he didn't even realize that a few people were watching him, whispering and pointing with some pulling out their cameras to take photos and videos of him on the verge of orgasm from nothing they could see.

Even in his lust-addled state, he could hear some of what they were saying above his moans, even if it was just barely processing those thoughts next to the nonstop pleasure and stretching that came from his ass. Some people seemed more aroused by the sight of a slutty bunny nearly creaming his pants, while some were more turned off by this hyper-chested weirdo acting like a whore for no reason. Those few didn't do much more than take a photo or point and mutter their disdain before moving on, but even their words of disgust made him hornier. Soon, not even those words reached him. The fat cock in his ass slammed home one last time as it throbbed and pulsed, before unleashing a torrent of virile shark cum into his stomach. He could feel each thick cumshot inside him, filling up his tummy, and that was enough to send him over the edge too.

Completely disregarding the people that were watching him, he bent over and reached underneath his chest with both hands to grab onto the fat bulge of his hyper-sized cock, squeezing it hard as he cried out in bliss from the pleasure of his orgasm. Those enjoying the show made sure to get every second of it on their phones for themselves and friends, and most of those who weren't enjoying it only felt even more contempt for the public whore. Regardless, his sounds attracted more attention from both kinds of people, letting them see him just as he started to make a mess- or at least a much bigger one than he'd already created. Steamy bustyboy seed gushed right through his pant leg while he stroked himself through the fabric, some splattering all over his shoe, some on the floor, some only leaking down, and the rest dribbling from inside the pants by his ankle. It was only a small part of his pants, relatively speaking, but even he knew that trailing cum with each footstep would make things more obvious. That didn't make his climax any less enjoyable or any less messy, and he continued until Fel had finished inside him too. He could feel their hot cum in his stomach while his own soaked the inside of his shoe, his body filled with about a bucket's worth and a bit less than that now all over the floor. Plenty of it had soaked into the bag and clothing he dropped, ensuring he'd need to give them a thorough washing- or not- when this was over.

It was then that he came down from that pleasure high, cheeks red hot as he stood back up and looked at the small crowd of people around him. His cock was still rock hard, throbbing against him. "U-uhm, sorry about that!" He huffed, trying and failing to avoid any eye contact and making himself even more embarrassed. "Stupid bimbo.." He heard one of them say before they walked off, that person clearly having seen much more than they wanted to on what was supposed to be a normal mall trip. "S-sorry." He said after them, picking up his new clothing. He stared at everyone for a few more awkward seconds, shark dick still hilted inside him, before he decided to go without another word. He hardly made a few steps though before Fel pulled out of him without any warning, and quite roughly too, leaving his ass gaped for a moment before it tightened back up- he could picture her giving some friends a high five after using him. He let out a loud, slutty groan, legs quivering and toes curling in his cum-soaked sock before he stopped himself. "Ignore t-that..!" He stammered and rushed away before he'd get fucked again, even as cum drooled out of his ass to run down his thighs both inside and outside of his yoga pants, even more noticeable than the mess he made by his foot. He could feel it slowly leaking out of him without him being able to stop it , even if he didn't know how noticeable it truly was, the thought of people seeing his pants covered and filled with cum making him shiver.

Once he was far enough away from the crowd, nobody having tried following him and some avoiding him on their own, he finally calmed himself down and took some slow breaths. Running like that, even if it was more like walking fast, really made his chest and balls bounce and jiggle, and the movement didn't help the cum sloshing around inside him. He could practically taste it on his breath, even though only one person had fucked him so far. He decided now would be a perfect time to go to the food court, and eat some lunch before his stomach was too full of sperm to fit anything else in it. It was nearby, so he had enough time to walk there while his friends discussed who got to fuck him next. There were a lot more people here than before, and he was a lot harder to ignore. Multiple people bumped into him, some not entirely by accident, and he apologized each time. A few people accidentally stepped in the small puddles of cum he left behind, confused and usually grossed out by the mysterious sticky liquids on their shoes or feet.

It took him a bit to decide where to eat, his eyes eventually falling on one of the many different places that had a variety of fast food. He'd almost completely forgotten about what could happen any second as he ordered his food, only thinking about a less carnal kind of hunger. The employee he was talking to gave him a scornful look, a bit turned off by the sight of such excessively large breasts. They gave him a 'whatever' and took his order anyways after he paid, before he stood there waiting in silence, holding his bag. Most didn't confront him directly, just talking to themselves or each other, but someone sitting nearby whistled loudly at him. "Hey, bitchbun! Why don't you hop that ass over here and sit in my lap?" Them and their pals hooted, bringing more attention to them and even more to him. Those who were trying to enjoy their meals groaned in annoyance. He giggled nervously, doing his best to hide how much he enjoyed the attention. Soon his meal was ready, set out on a tray for him. "Thanks!" He said, taking it and hurrying to one of the few open tables, sitting down as quickly as he could. The chair underneath him creaked under his weight, and his oversized breasts rested right on top of the table. He shuddered from the sensation of warm cum squishing against his butt, but quickly got used to it. His left leg had to stay extended to, thanks to the stiff and throbbing rod down his pants. He hadn't even noticed that his current spot was almost in the very center of the food court, where people could see him the most, and he'd be the hardest to miss.

Meanwhile, after lots of back and forth and a few games of rock-paper-scissors, his friends had finally decided who got the second turn with the fleshlight and the victor stepped forward. Trist was happily enjoying his meal, taking big sips of his soda and scarfing down a burger- with the size of his tits one would expect it to be difficult to reach around like that, but he'd had plenty of experience. Regardless of practice, when he felt something press underneath his fluffy tail, he gasped and nearly choked on his food. It felt a lot bigger than last time, and it hadn't even started to penetrate him. Oh no.. He thought to himself, staying seated. Maybe if I keep sitting down nobody will notice..? He imagined, but as that massive penis pressed against him harder and nearly lifted him from his seat before sliding right into his cum-stuffed hole, he moaned much louder than he intended to, a fresh spurt of precum drenching his sock.

People immediately looked toward him, his blush visible through his fur. "It's um, really good food..!" He lied. He could hear people talking about him, not worrying about him hearing them with all of the other noise that was going on, but he could hear every word with his big bunny ears. There were words like cute and sexy, mixed in with words like gross or irritating. It sounded like everyone wanted to do something to him, whether it was something like smothering themselves between his tits or throwing him out of the building. He giggled to himself, holding a hand up to his mouth and trying not to moan again. Whoever was fucking him now was being a little tease about it, pushing a few inches in only to pull back just as far, then sliding a bit further than before. He'd never been fucked while sitting down like this before, sure there'd been some dildos but none moved like this, none had the same lovely heat, none could fill him up with oozing precum like this huge, gorgeous, meaty dick.. He shuddered as he thought about it, huffing against his hand while the other pressed down against the table.

He hadn't fully pieced together who this cock belonged to, but he knew it felt much larger than Fel's, and Fel's penis was by no means small. This one had the same humanoid shape, was almost twice as thick, and who knows how much longer. The mystery friend hadn't even gone balls deep and it was already making his stomach bulge underneath the table. The slow, short, and teasing thrusts had changed, getting even deeper and more deliberate. It was less like testing the waters, more like they were trying to churn up the cum that flooded his stomach and continued to leak from his tailhole. There was no pause between movements, that hyper-sized member gyrating inside him to push against his prostate and stretch out his belly.

He pushed his chair away from the table so he could lean back some, drooling onto his hand while the other hand squeezed one of his breasts through his clothing. Even with those multiple layers, the bulges of his stiff, sensitive nipples could be seen by anyone who looked at his tits. Those weren't the only distracting bulges though, the ones in his crotch and stomach had a lot more eyes staring at them. His cock threatened to tear right through his pants, the fabric so wet and saturated near the ankle that his precum had no issue gushing all over and into his shoe- he was making a lot more than the first time, the puddle of it growing larger each time his length pulsed. It was a good thing he moved away from the table- his stomach bulge didn't just go up his body at this point, now pushing right out and stretching him out like a condom, pushing out against his clothing. Eventually that monster-sized shaft stopped going deeper, every last inch sheathed inside that bunny's tight ass. That didn't mean it stopped moving though, still rocking and thrusting deep into him, threatening to tear right through his clothes. He could feel the precum shooting inside him, mixing with the semen in his belly. It felt thicker than before, denser and hotter even. That's when he figured it out- the size, the dorsal vein being so thick and bulging, even the way the precum got thicker the longer things continued. This meaty girth belonged to none other than Zara, a lupine friend of his.

If people hadn't been paying attention before, they definitely were now, especially with that massive bulge. Portals were relatively new technology, especially for people to buy, and ones for purposes such as this were next to impossible to find. But that didn't mean nobody knew what was happening. Someone sitting nearby nearly spat out their drink, pointing at him. "This dude's getting fucked in the ass!" They said quite bluntly, everyone else immediately catching on. More phones were pulled out, dozens of people if not more taking photos and videos of the bimbo slut moaning while he was pounded. "N-nooo, don't look at me..!" He whimpered, hands on his cheeks, though he made no real attempt to hide himself, not that he could've done much even if he wanted to with how much pleasure he was getting. "Ugh, what a little fuckface.. How can someone be happy about being fucked in public like this?" He heard somebody say as they stood up from their seat and left with their friends, but he didn't care. He actually agreed with them- how could someone enjoy such a thing so much? To him, it only further proved how much of a shameless slut he was, even if he'd rather suck five hundred dicks than actually say it.

Zara had a very methodical way of fucking almost every time, Trist noticed. He'd start out with slow, shallow thrusts, which would turn into deep, hard motions. If it was going to be the same as other times, then he knew exactly what would come next. Sure enough, after a few more minutes of those grinding thrusts the wolf came to a sudden stop, leaving the bimbunny's belly fully stretched out for everyone to see. Then the thrusting started again, this time being a lot quicker, shorter, and harder, instantly getting him to moan and squirm in his seat, precum pouring down his leg. Before the thrusts were more similar and gentler in a way, giving him a chance to think between movements and at least have some sort of mental preparation, but now he didn't stand a chance. They were too quick and harsh for him to do anything other than moan and take all of it, and each time Zara thrusted in, it was at a different angle than before. With how thick he was though, no matter which angle he thrusted into the slut his huge penis squished down Trist's prostate, bringing him closer to finishing in front of everybody.

Two friends sitting quite close by were particularly interested, both more than a little bit aroused while they stared at his stomach stretch out over and over. "Dude.. I dare you to go touch it." One said to the other, a tomboyish doe. "What? No way. People would get that on video." She replied, as tempting as it was. "Come onnn, just go give him a little squeeze." That was followed by a long silence between them. "I'll give you five bucks if you do it." They finally said. That was enough of an excuse to get her to stand up, slowly walking over to him without him noticing, standing right next to him and standing in the puddle of his precum. He's even cuter up close.. She thought with a gulp. She looked back at her friend, who was blatantly recording the entire thing. "W-whuh..?" He huffed as he peeked up at her from between his fingers, but she didn't notice his staring while she reached out, gently placing her hand on the side of his stomach bulge, feeling it move and shift underneath while the wolf thrusted. "H-holy fuck.." She mumbled, pressing a bit harder and squeezing what she could.

The doe got a bit more than she bargained for though, since after only a short few seconds of squeezing, the bustyboy cried out in pleasure and began cumming hard. The people watching him, talking about him, this stranger touching him in such a lewd way, the constant rough assfucking- mostly the assfucking- it was all too much for him. A veritable geyser of cum exploded from his urethra, much more than the first time. It showered his foot, coating (and filling) his shoe in a thick layer of bunny jizz, and making a growing puddle of it around his feet. He didn't ignore the stranger either, even if anything he did now was just his body on autopilot- he grabbed her arm, her eyes widening as she was pulled into a deep kiss with the whorish bun. She wasn't expecting it but she definitely wasn't complaining, the two of them making out with each other in front of everybody while he continued to cum in his pants. One of her hands stayed on his stomach bulge, the other going down and groping his cock through his pants.

Zara could tell that Trist was climaxing, feeling the extra tightness around his length while he grunted and groaned on the other side of the portal. It was his turn next, and he didn't care how much of a mess it'd make, still thrusting even as he went over the edge. The cumslut moaned and shook as he felt the wolf's cum rush into his depths, surging into him and making him feel even more full than he already was. Zara's cum was very thick and dense, almost like a heavy syrup flooding his insides. The doe pulled away from the kiss with a quiet gasp, a string of saliva hanging between their lips while they panted and groaned. She could feel him being filled too, the stomach bulge becoming a bit softer and squishier, rounding out slightly. He couldn't even try focusing on her now, letting her slip back and peek down to see his stomach growing some, even as Zara continued thrusting. She giggled with excitement, giving him a quick peck on the cheek before rushing back to her friend with a bright blush on her cheeks. "You uh.. Still want those five bucks?" They asked, and she shook her head. "N-no, that was more than worth it." She huffed, looking back at him. Maybe she'd see him again later.

It took over a minute before Zara and Trist stopped cumming, his stomach noticeably bigger than it was before and making him look a bit chubby, a bit more than three times as much seed sloshing around inside him now compared to before, and just as much covering the floor beneath him. If the next friend was much bigger, he wasn't sure if his clothing would stay in one piece. It felt so damn good being used like that. The wolf didn't wait long before slowly pulling out, and he whined from the feeling of emptiness. Even sitting down though plenty of dense wolf splooge poured out of him, dripping down the sides of his chair and getting all over his ass, even after he eventually tightened back up. It took him a few minutes to fully recover, standing up off of his chair. "J-jeez.." He mumbled, taking a little step and feeling the cum squelch in his shoes- not even the one opposite of his bulge was safe, having more than enough drip down his thighs from his recently used tailhole. "S-sorry for the um, inconvenience.." He huffed, though hardly anyone could hear him with how quietly he said it before he started to embarrassedly walk away with the clothes he bought, even messier now than they were before, leaving behind his un-finished meal. People made sure to tell him what they thought, and he could hear more than a few mean names tossed at him whether they were out of interest or not. It made him even more happy about what just happened, but he still tried hard to not show how much he loved it even if the amount of cum dripping out of him betrayed that.

He figured it was best to keep shopping as if nothing was wrong, he'd be there for a while longer and he needed to buy a few things anyways. First on his list was a shoe store, and not just because the pair he was wearing then were completely ruined, squishing loudly every time he took a step and leaving a cummy trail of shoe prints as he walked. His butt was still dripping and leaking too, his yoga pants wet all over- some parts might've been dry, but he couldn't stop his hands from wandering sometimes and wiping the cum onto himself. It seemed like word of what happened had spread, or maybe people that saw him in the food court or hall earlier were seeing him again. Maybe it was just the fact that he was dripping with cum, and his pants clung to the shape of his hard shaft. The many strangers he walked by, if they said anything at all, were certainly more verbal and vulgar than when he got here. Cocksock, faggot, cum for brains.. there was no shortage of insults that made him shiver with delight.

He was familiar enough with the mall that he knew the shortest way to get to one of his favourite shoe stores, trying to hurry there as quick as he could without moving his belly or chest too much. It took him longer to get there than he expected though, especially since more than a few people were bold enough to give him a spank or squeeze and say something mean before moving on. There were plenty of scowls and scornful glares too, those people doing their best to not touch him. There were a few customers and employees around the shoe store, none of which he recognized.

He was in the middle of trying on a pair of sneakers right over his wet socks, looking at himself in a mirror, before he felt yet another cock press against him, already gushing copious amounts of precum onto his tailhole. "F-fuck me.." He groaned under his breath, but it was more of a beg than a complaint. He stood on his toes and peeked over the shelves, seeing where everyone else was in the store. None were that close to him, but the store was small enough that they could all hear him if he got noisy. The best he could do for now was get into a proper position. Standing on the floor with his elbows and breasts on a nearby bench, he bit his lip and tried to prepare for what was coming. Fortunately this friend was being real gentle about it, pressing into him much slower than Fel and Zara did, but he could already feel the heat of the new precum mixing with the batter-thick seed deep in his behind. Not even the entirety of their glans was inside him yet, but he could feel that they were almost as thick as the wolf, and probably just as long.

He gently bit his tongue and moaned softly, squeezing around the gradually deepening length. From those clenches he could tell it wasn't even entirely hard yet, meaning it'd be getting even bigger, a thought that made his dick throb in anticipation. He'd already been fully erect, but with how horny he'd become his shaft grew even larger, long enough for the very tip to lift up the ankle of his pants and expose itself. He rested his head down on his chest, looking to the side just in time to see someone staring back at him from down the aisle. "Have you no shame?" They scoffed at him, not fully aware of what was happening but still seeing the mess of cum on him. His cheeks became even more red, and he struggled to think of a response. He opened his mouth to speak, but as the prick stuffing his butt brushed by a sensitive spot a noisy moan slipped past his lips instead. The bystander seemed offended by that, turning up their nose and mumbling as they walked away. "Ugh, pathetic whore.. could've at least cleaned yourself in the bathroom.." They grumbled, walking out of the store.

He could feel the hardening cock bulging out his stomach beneath him, stretching his shirt out again. It was going almost agonizingly slow, sometimes stopping entirely, but never pulled back. He wished people on the other side of the portal would be able to hear him so he could beg for them to go harder, no matter the people around him, but like this all he could manage was squeezing down on them and hoping that'd encourage them to go deeper. Luckily it wasn't much longer before the entire thing was inside him, a little bit over three feet long and still growing. "F-fuck me, please.." He pleaded to nobody in particular, feeling the friend's length pulse inside him as it hardened and grew, the bulge sticking out from his stomach slowly becoming bigger. Even trying to move his butt wouldn't change anything, since his panties and the portal built into them would move too, which would only frustrate him further.

It felt like an eternity with him whining and moaning before the cock inside him was fully hard, distending his stomach outward to the point where the bulge would've reached past his head were he standing up- it must've been five feet long. He felt it shift around inside him a little bit more, like the one fucking him was making sure that their dick properly fit inside him. Then, without more warning, they yanked their hips back before slamming in and holding still once more, getting a pleasured squeal out of him and a sticky splurt of precum getting on the shoes he hadn't even bought yet. Someone who was more nervous about him seeing them peeked over from the other aisle, holding their phone up over their shelves and recording him from behind.

The friend didn't hold back any longer, quickly getting into a steady rhythm of plowing his ass without any restraint. He couldn't restrain himself either, drooling onto his chest while he moaned like a bitch for everyone to hear. He already knew who this friend was, as their method was a bit unique compared to most others. It was Flo, a very tall hare who he wished was entirely here to squeeze him. They were always slow and cautious at first with their partners, even if they knew he could easily take everything they could give, and usually pushed into people before getting fully erect. Of course, whenever they knew for sure their partner could take it, they'd go all out. They usually preferred being a bottom too, but it must've been hard to pass up an offer like this. He was more than glad they were doing it though, because when they fucked hard they fucked hard, the force of their thrusts making his body rock while his stomach stretched underneath him.

"What a slut, I'm almost jealous of whoever's fucking him.." Somebody said and laughed as they walked by, but they weren't the only one with such ideas. Everybody who saw down the aisle, his stomach bulged so big that it was hard not to see underneath his body, couldn't help themselves but say something about him whether he was meant to hear or not, and for every single one of them, he imagined scenarios with each of them. Picturing them fucking him, teasing him, even thinking about the annoyed ones bullying and punishing him. He just hoped that one of them would actually make a move, like that cute doe from earlier. Hopefully he'd see her in a more private area later, and they could get a bit more intimate together, seeing eachother fully naked, feeling how tight she was around his cock.. He huffed and tried to stop his thoughts from wandering so much, not wanting to get riled up to the point where the only thoughts left would be to fuck and get fucked. Not now, anyways.

The hard thrusting that churned his guts felt amazing, but he wasn't going to cum- not yet at least, but he knew he was getting there. He'd been with Flo many times before, but he was still surprised when, rather abruptly, he felt the unmistakable weight and warmth of semen rushing into him even though they hadn't been fucking him for very long at all. It wasn't enough to make him orgasm, but he'd be lying if he said it didn't feel absolutely amazing, that hyper-sized rabbit prick spearing his depths while his stomach swelled a small amount and wobbled with the amount of seed in it, their thrusts not stopping for a moment and making cum spurt out of his stretchy tailhole to further ruin his soaked pants. Flo didn't produce quite as much as Zara, he knew that, but they wouldn't stop until they were completely satisfied, even if they had to cum inside him a dozen times before that. That many times wasn't exactly common, but regardless he knew this wasn't the end, and he had an idea to make things a bit more comfortable. Standing like that for so long while being pounded and filled made his legs feel tired and weak, even if it was in such a pleasurable way.

He slowly stood up straight, sitting on the bench he was just bent over and slowly turning to lay back on it, the leg with his shaft against it extended out while the other was bent with its foot on the bench. He could actually see his stomach bulging now, the blue fabric from the lower half of his sweater being pushed out from under his breasts before his very eyes, and as he reached a shaky hand down to grab a lower part of that cock-shaped lump, he once again lost himself to the pleasure. It was an odd sensation, different than when the doe was squeezing him, but not any less wonderful. He rubbed and squeezed the rapidly thrusting bulge with both hands, feeling it throb against his hands through his belly, adding yet another layer of stimulation onto everything else. He didn't even care that one of the shoes he had yet to pay for was getting ruined, thoroughly soaked with the litres of precum he was dumping out onto his foot and the floor. He'd hardly touched his penis, he didn't need to with the rutting he was receiving, the pleasure and bliss from that being far more than enough to have him moaning nonstop while he sped toward a third orgasm.

At that point it was easy for him to reach the edge, and the same went for Flo. The two busty buns climaxed together, moaning out even if they couldn't hear each other, Trist's stomach expanding further and jiggling while it was filled with even more cum and thrusted into. His own exponentially-growing orgasm was much, much messier than last time- his member nearly tore apart his pants as it throbbed and twitched before letting loose a torrent of seed, jetting against the floor with such force that it splashed all over the near surroundings, coating more than a few pairs of shoes with his sticky cum and making the aisle impassable if you didn't want to step in it. The first cumshot alone lasted several seconds, the next taking just as long, and the next.. It didn't help that, once or twice during his climax, he stuck his leg out further and lifted it a few inches from the floor, letting a few cumshots land meters away before he rested his leg back down. He could still hear the few people in the store calling him more names, out loud or under their breath.

He whimpered softly as he finished, letting his arms hang down to his sides with his hands resting in the huge puddle of cum, taking deep breaths to calm himself down while he stared at the ceiling. He must've cum enough to fill a bathtub, the shoes he was wearing now even worse off than the pair he owned. Flo's dick was still hilted inside him, still bulging his cumflated stomach, but they'd stopped moving for now. He was even more full now than he was with Zara, his poor sweater nearly tearing apart under the weight of his rounded-out tummy. His stomach was far too large and wobbly to even be mistaken for a pregnancy, having the sort of bounciness to it that anyone who knew a hyper would realize what was truly going on, his gut sloshing whenever he moved the smallest amount. He reached a hand up, lifting his sweater and the shirt underneath up over his belly, exposing his white fur and the throbbing bulge to the open air. That at least helped alleviate some of the pressure, but when he sat up- as slow as he was doing it- it meant his belly had more space to bounce under the weight of all the nut it was holding.

Flo still hadn't pulled out of him, but he figured it was better to continue on instead of sitting there waiting for him- and he didn't want to pay for all of the shoes he ruined. Nonchalantly changing back into his usual pair, he made his way over to the register with the shoes he was going to buy, setting them down with a wet thud to the surprise of the clerk. "J-just these please." He said, trying to keep from making eye contact. "Uh.. right." They said, trying to find a dry part of the shoe they could touch and settling for pulling them over with a napkin, looking back and forth between the ruined footwear and the incredibly huge stomach bulge. He had to lightly push it aside to even see what was in front of him, otherwise it'd be too long and thick for him to see past it.

The cashier was still in the middle of checking out his shoes when he felt Flo starting to move again, and he didn't even have a chance to get ready before they immediately went from zero to a hundred. He could taste their cum on the back of his tongue as a slutty moan was forced out of him, buckets of precum pouring from his tip while he pressed his tits against the counter, bending over again. "H-hah..! S-so sorrryyy.." He groaned to the cashier who stared with wide eyes, while he drooled onto himself. "Er, no problem." They grunted. He noticed that one of their arms was moving underneath the counter in a rather compromising position, but he was too focused on what he was doing- or rather who was doing him- to say anything about it. They didn't take their phone out though, not wanting to look away for a single second as if they'd miss something important when they did. He had to hold himself back from trying to kiss this person too, or asking them to fuck his mouth, but those ideas still flew through his head.

It was only a short few minutes before Flo came again, just as hot and productive as their first two orgasms. He groaned blissfully as he felt his stomach bloat larger, even bigger and heavier than before. Now he wouldn't be able to fit his shirt back over his belly even if he tried, but even with that his tops felt tight against his back. If his stomach was inflated much more, then his clothing probably wouldn't stay in one piece. Unfortunately for him that short third session wasn't enough to get him to cum, even if it made him horny enough to make his cock grow a bit longer, the entire head sticking out from the bottom of his pants now and dumping excessive amounts of pre on the floor in front of the counter. "You uh, doing ok?" The cashier asked him, a messy hand on the counter while the other held a bag with his new shoes. "Y-yeah, I-" He couldn't get another word out, suddenly coughing up no small amount of cum onto the top of his chest, a few drops leaking from his nose too. He was so incredibly full that, even with how much was leaking out of his tailhole, his stomach couldn't contain it all. "I-I'm fine..~" He moaned happily and sighed, tasting that thick rabbit seed in his mouth. "..Well you still need to pay." They huffed. "R-right, sorry." He giggled, pulling his card out of his sweater pocket. He shook the cum off of it before paying and taking the bag, holding it with his other one. "Have a good day, cumdump." They laughed, walking to the bathroom to clean their hands.

"Okay, um.. Where to.." He said to himself, looking around. Before he left though Flo slowly pulled out of him, his stomach bulge receding but the size from the inflation stayed. He shuddered from the feeling of so much dick being pulled out of him, but even then he hadn't been brought to another climax. It'd be so easy to finish himself off, but for some reason the thought never crossed his mind. He quickly tightened back up, but no matter how hard he tried, Flo's semen continued to leak and pour from him and run down his legs. "W-what a mess.." He mumbled, barely able to see his cum-stuffed belly past his massive breasts, giving it a little rub. He'd definitely need to give Flo a call after this was done. Looking at a nearby clock, he saw that he wasn't even halfway through the day yet. He licked the cum off of his lips and stepped out of the store, immediately hearing a few nasty words targeted at him that made him huff and blush.

He thought back to what one of the bystanders said in the shoe store, about him cleaning himself off. Maybe that'd be a good idea before he continued, even if it was just for the sake of his own embarrassment or his poor clothes getting even more stained. He didn't want to ask the clerk if he could use the store washroom, so there was only one other option. He began to slowly walk toward one of the mall's public bathrooms, and it was certainly slow. His cum-belly was resting down on the front of his legs, sloshing and wobbling every time he took a step even with both of his hands on it. Every now and then, particularly when he took too quick of a breath in or out or let his belly too much, another thick wad of semen would rise into his mouth before he'd try to swallow it back down.

He made it to the bathroom eventually, a bit surprised that he hadn't been penetrated again yet, but otherwise there wasn't much incident. More people than before groped him as they walked by, and more told him how shameless he was, but that obviously wasn't an issue to him. It seemed like nobody else was in the bathroom at the moment, giving him what was probably the only privacy he had since entering the mall. Putting his bags down he got to work, using an excessive amount of paper towel to wipe the jizz off of his body and clothing, but the dark spots on his pants and the wet sounds from his shoes were impossible to hide. It certainly didn't help that whenever he tried to brush the bulge of his length, or accidentally brushed against the exposed glans, even more precum splattered out.

He was just finishing up, washing off his hands, before he saw himself in the mirror. Wow, it's bigger than I thought.. He imagined, staring at his jiggly liquid-filled belly in the mirror and giving it a little shake with one of his hands. The sight of the messy, horny, bimbo bunny slut that was himself made him blush, and even after he did his best to clean up it was still entirely apparent what kind of things he was getting up to. Right on cue, just as he was about to leave the bathroom to find another store to shop in, he felt a fourth cock press between his cheeks, twitching hard. They didn't feel as big as Flo did, but they weren't as gentle either. Several inches were pushed in at once, and he gasped loudly in pleasure. "O-oh no, oh gosh.." He huffed to himself, looking around.

The rules of the bet prevented him from leaving the mall, but there was nothing saying he wasn't allowed to hide for a bit in an attempt to have at least a tiny amount of decency. So he hurried into one of the bathroom's large stalls, closing the door behind him.. and forgetting to lock it. Maybe this time he could prevent such a mess, at least from his own body. He bent down, pulling his pants down to his ankles and freeing his veiny prick while the one in his ass rapidly pushed deeper. It nearly smacked him in the face, and it did smack against his clothed chest, a rope of precum splattering over the seat of the toilet and the wall behind it. The last few inches near the tip were wet with his own pre and cum, but the rest was streaked with drops of his friend's cum that leaked from his tailhole. "T-that felt nice.." He mumbled, but he had plans to make it feel much better. He stood up straight while his length throbbed in front of him, freeing his furry cum-factories from his panties and letting them hang. It felt good to let his parts breathe, but the underwear was still firmly pressed against his butt. He didn't really want to pull them off either with how amazing this all was, feeling the girth slide deeper inside him, each throb briefly stretching him noticeably further.

His stomach started to bulge even with how big it was from the inflation, and this friend didn't wait to hilt in his tight ass. They weren't as big as Flo, roughly the same size and shape as Zara's was, but he noticed the differences- this one was a good bit wider, the thick veins were a different shape, and most importantly the throbbing. God, the throbbing, so strong and powerful that he could feel each pulse in his entire body, sending forceful shockwaves of pleasure through him. They didn't take much longer before starting to thrust into him, and when they did he grabbed onto his cock with both hands and rapidly stroked it, trying to keep it pointed down so his precum spurted right into the toilet bowl- most of it made it in, at least. Believing he was alone and in a more secluded spot he didn't hold back, letting all of his pleasured sounds out without any restraint. "P-please, give it all to me~!" He begged loudly, not that anyone other than him would hear it. "I n-need your cock, fuck..!" He bent forward some, sticking his ass out while he gripped his length tight as if such a pose would appease whoever was rutting him through the portal.

With the multiple times he'd taken dick in the recent while, he was getting back into the groove of figuring out whose penis was whose. He figured this one must've belonged to Tenn, a brown panda. Her shaft throbbed harder than most he knew, and he could almost feel the heavy thudding of her gargantuan nuts swinging and smacking against the toy that held the portal, that force being sent into him. Once that was in his head, his mind was instantly filled with thoughts of her rutting him from behind, squeezing his ass while her dick throbbed powerfully inside him, her balls smacking against the back of his legs from his thick butt right down to his feet. "T-Tenn, go harder~!" He cried out in the middle of his noisy moans. "Use me l-like the worthless toy I am!" Every time he spoke more seed spilled from his lips, but he let it drip onto himself.

The bathroom wasn't soundproofed as well as he thought it was, or at all, so people in the hall outside could easily hear every single thing he was saying. A few people went in out of curiosity, whether it was excitement or repulsion. They could see his stall door was cracked open, hearing him moan and beg like the slut he was, one of the more aroused individuals stepping forward and slowly pushing it open without his noticing. They beckoned a few others over, four different people watching him now from the door. The sight of such a wide, plush bunny butt and his pillowy thighs got them more than excited enough to pull down the crotches of their pants or lift up their skirts, freeing needy cocks of all sorts as they stepped into the spacious stall. "M-make me your fucking condom~!" He pleaded, oblivious to the fact that there were other people around him. "Ugh, so gross.. Can't believe you guys find this kind of disgusting thing remotely hot." One of the group muttered, walking back out of the bathroom.

Eventually he caught on and saw the group of people jerking off very close to him, while he was getting fucked and begging like a bitch. "H-huh? Where'd you all c-come from?!" He asked, shocked, but didn't stop jerking off for a second and stayed in his semi bent over pose, practically inviting them over. He felt a bit ashamed to be caught in such a compromising position, not knowing how long they were all there or how much they heard. He felt like he was going to melt into a puddle from how embarrassed he was, and he almost climaxed right then and there from the excitement of it all. The one that first peeked in, who also happened to be the biggest of them, stepped closer behind him. This one was a tough but not too buff looking dragon, with a big but not quite hyper cock and a surprisingly big pair of balls. "I've been wanting to do this since the moment I saw you, back in the food court.." They grunted, letting go of their dick and resting it between the bimbunny's large ass cheeks against his blue panties. Though Trist hadn't seen them before, this dragon was more familiar with the bun than the others in the stall- after all, they had a front row seat to watch their best friend squeeze and make out with the slut in front of everyone.

The dragon grabbed his big, fluffy rump, fingers lightly digging in while they started thrusting between his cheeks, even their large member completely hidden by the size of his booty. They could feel the throbbing from Tenn, not as strong as he was feeling it obviously but enough that the sensation was unmistakable- they already knew he was getting fucked from the show in the food court earlier, so it wasn't too surprising. "What a needy little faggot. You've been at this for a while, I wonder what kind of mess you got yourself into to put you here? Or maybe you just asked your friends to make you humiliate yourself in public, so everybody could see what a whore you really are~" They laughed, giving his jiggling ass a good smack. He wasn't saying anything more, no matter how badly he wanted to keep begging, but that didn't mean his moaning stopped or quieted at all, those sounds being more than enough to let everybody know what a slut he was.

It wasn't long before Trist came first, his moans reaching a peak. His plan to cum into the toilet to prevent a mess didn't exactly pan out- not only was it already filled to the brim with his precum, but he failed to account for his increasing productivity. As his thick, steamy semen surged out of him it splashed the precum out, pouring it all over the floor and the sides of the bowl, but even that was quickly forgotten under the wave of cum. The toilet and the wall behind it were completely plastered in his splooge before he even finished, not to mention the rest of the bathroom floor, the tile not visible underneath the off-white cream. He didn't get a break though, because Tenn was next. It felt like her throbbing was going to lift him right off of his feet, her already wide girth getting even larger as her urethra bulged out with cum. Even if she didn't (usually) go multiple rounds like Flo, the quantity from a single orgasm more than made up for it. It burst into him, the sheer force of her cumshots stretching him more before bloating him more normally, ballooning his stomach outward. It felt so big and heavy, it pressed against the top of his cock and pushed it down, his hands going to the sides of his gut instead. His moans were muffled by the seed that began pouring from his maw, more like a stream than spurts like before, only stopping if he closed his mouth shut and even then still leaking from his nostrils. It poured back out of his tailhole as well, but with how much was inside him that'd hardly make a difference. The mind-shattering feeling of such fullness made him cum even harder, dumping buckets worth of seed onto the floor every few seconds.

The bystanders were last, encouraged by the orgasms of the needy bimbo and whoever was fucking him, even if they weren't nearly as productive. The dragon grunted, squeezing his rump tight while they came against him, creaming the back of his panties with a very messy amount of semen and glazing his buns, some spurting all over his tail but mostly staying between his asscheeks and dripping down. The others made sure to paint him white too, cumming on his back and sides, one cumming on his cleavage, one even grabbing his cheek and making him stare into their eyes while they splattered their semen all over his face. The effort he made to clean himself, even if it wasn't really that much effort, was completely wasted and more. He was even messier than before, sticky strands of cum all over his body and clothes, some on his face and in his hair, some in places he wouldn't be able to reach. He didn't know any of these people and they didn't know him, all they knew was that he was a horny bitch who was happy to be painted in their loads.

Eventually him and Tenn stopped cumming, even if the others were already done before that. He groaned weakly, feeling the powerful throbbing deep in him up until Tenn pulled out of him, letting even more of her cum run down his legs. With how much he was filled, some of the cream gushing out of him splattered through the portal to the surprise and delight of his friends on the other side. "Mmph.. thanks for that, fag." The dragon said as they zipped their pants back up, giving his cummy hair a ruffle before walking off. "Hehe, she'll be totally jealous.." They chuckled before falling out of his earshot, the others dispersing too after giving him their own words of 'thanks', using all sorts of colourful insults on him.

It took him some time to recuperate before deciding to move again, his dick still hard and his.. everything, still so needy. Without the force behind the cum filling him it didn't come out of his nose anymore, but he still needed to keep his mouth closed to prevent any from getting out. His belly was so huge and heavy now, its weight constantly trying to drag him down, inflated enough that he didn't need a mirror to see how big it was. There was enough cum in him now to fill a pair of yoga balls with it, if not more. Carefully, and very slowly, he pulled his panties back over his balls and slid his pants back up his legs, keeping his length tucked downward still. Maybe he didn't entirely think it all through, since after he practically flooded the bathroom his yoga pants had been soaking in his cum for minutes, every last fibre of them completely saturated. It was so wet and warm, dripping almost nonstop, and the rest of him wasn't too much better off.

He'd have to get out of the bathroom before getting fucked again, if he became much fuller he might not even be able to fit through the doors. He already had trouble getting out of the stall with how wide his belly was now, and he needed to walk incredibly slow. He couldn't even stand up straight with all of the weight on his front, far more than he was used to from his chest. He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror as he walked out, seeing one hell of a depraved slut. It was a lovely sight, and he almost wanted to jerk off to it. Almost.

It took him a few minutes just to get out of the bathroom, but it seemed like his friends were giving him a little break. When others saw him though, looking like he was the center of a thirty-hour orgy, there were all sorts of reactions. "Freak!" Someone nearby shouted at him before rushing away, but that was only one of many things said. "Look at that thing. Can hardly even call 'em a person anymore, more of a walking cum dumpster.. If I went up to him and called him a cum-for-brains faggot he'd probably thank me." One said to a friend, laughing. "Ew, what a sick little fuck.. what kind of freak of nature would enjoy being seen like this? I can't stand to look at him, ugh." Another said, getting the hell out of there. Something about not being able to get away from all these comments, slowed to such an extent by the weight of his gut, made it all the more arousing. A crowd was forming, more and more people watching and surrounding him, practically trapping him while he was teased and berated. His cock was already starting to pour precum onto the floor, and of course that got even randier comments out of the spectators, which led to him being hornier, and so on.

He couldn't stand there forever though, so he tried to start walking along with his massive, sloshing belly held between his hands, feeling all of the cum inside him roiling when he took a single small step. He was aware that he could be penetrated again at any second, fucked like a bitch in front of all these people, and he thought he was prepared for that. He wasn't. He felt a surprisingly small tip poke against his tailhole, throbbing hard. This one felt a lot smaller than the others, maybe he'd be able to get a break for once.. and then in one single thrust, seven feet of meaty canine cock was buried inside him, three feet thick at its widest, and the knot wasn't even inside him. It seemed like the tip only felt small because of the tapered shape. He nearly screamed in surprise and pleasure, the sudden bulge surprising the people that were watching him too. It was so sudden and big, and the penetration was at the perfect angle for the bulge to catch on the bottom of his clothes- and tear them right off, his sweater, shirt, and even his bra getting split apart by the force of that bulge. His monstrously-sized tits were exposed to everybody, and people immediately started to snap photos of his bare chest. He couldn't even tell them to stop, cum pouring from his lips and nose from the sudden fullness.

This friend was definitely much larger than the rest, and way rougher. He didn't even have time to recover from the initial penetration before they started thrusting, each brutal thrust in pushing more cum from his mouth. This harsh and reckless style of fucking, the canine shape, he knew full well who this was. It must've been Fifer, another lupine friend. He had a tendency to get carried away pretty easily, and this was no exception, pounding and stretching him in front of everyone. Fifer's cock was so damn huge, Trist felt like he was going to cum again already. "N-nnooo.." He groaned through a mouthful of semen, leaning back against a nearby pillar while his belly stretched in front of him, his hands by his sides. Even with him trying to stand still, the shaking and bulging from his pounding made his tits wobble with each thrust.

"How often you think he takes dick to be able to fit that?" One of the many bystanders asked another. "Look at him. You ever think an hour goes by where he doesn't take one as big as his arm?" They laughed in response. They weren't entirely wrong, at least not today. During today's mall trip at least, he was filled with cock more often than not. A more brave spectator approached him, standing beside him to rudely squeeze one of his large nipples and take a selfie with him before rushing away, their friends laughing with them. That alone was embarrassing enough to him, even if he had bigger issues, but it encouraged others to do similar things too, and the crowd got closer overall. Nobody really tried doing anything like fucking him, but there were so many that gave him a short squeeze or slap, groping his chest and giving his ears a little pull, turning him into even more of a horny, drooling, blushing mess.

He was slowly guided away from the pillar, taking a few small steps away from it while leftover seed kept leaking from both ends of his body, belly bulge not stopping. He was too focused on staying standing at all to walk back, hands pressed to the sides of his belly while he moaned and looked up to the ceiling, his hefty gut keeping him bent over half-way with his butt sticking out. That opened up a gate to even more teasing, letting people deliver some hard smacks to his cheeks even with his yoga pants in the way. Someone brought out a big, black marker at some point, which got tossed around as people took turns writing all over his body, even on his face. It was all things that people had been saying to him already, marking him as a cumdump, a faggot, public property, a cock warmer, even some vulgar drawings, the list went on. Even if he managed to wash the cum off of his body and empty his cum-bloated stomach, that dark ink would be tough to get off. The boldest people in the crowd started to reveal themselves, or rather a certain part of themselves, jerking off over him while the rest continued to degrade and tease. Whenever one of them would cum onto him, increasing the mess on his butt, thighs, chest, face, or back, another person would quickly take their place.

If he saw a picture of himself like this during a normal day, it'd probably make his length tear right through his pants, which it was nearly doing already. His rather intense humiliation, combined with the even more intense pounding against his prostate, was enough to send him into the throes of another orgasm. Fifer hadn't cum yet, but that didn't mean he couldn't. Crying out in ecstasy, almost scaring the person that was currently writing on him, even more splooge than before began spewing from his urethra, stretching his urethra with the amount of cum gushing out. The puddle rapidly expanded out over the floor, splashing all over his shoes and legs, people laughing and jeering at him. It was enough to cover their feet too, but not as badly as his. At this point, most of the people that were still watching only out of a sick curiosity were leaving, not wanting to get cum on their feet or shoes. Even some of the people that enjoyed all of this were quite grossed out by the mess, not that it stopped them. It mostly resulted in more taunting, both verbal and physical.

It took minutes for him to stop cumming, but his climax nearly started all over again when the wolf suddenly forced his broad knot into the bimbunny's poor tailhole. It stretched him further than anything else (so far today, at least), nearly flattening his prostate and milking another cumshot out of him without him even climaxing. It made his stomach bulge more, even the shape of the knot slightly visible in his cumflated belly. It only stayed like that for a few seconds before getting yanked back out, leaving him momentarily gaped before it was pushed back in, and pulled out. The vicious knotfucking was soon just as quick as his hammering beforehand, escalating the pleasure and stretching a few levels higher. It was all too much for him- the humiliation, the pressure in his belly, the sensation of having his ass stretched and fucked so brutally- and he started to cry. He didn't dislike any of what was happening at all, but it was so overwhelming and arousing that tears streamed down his cheeks, his purple mascara running and staining his bright fur. "What a pathetic slut, crying because you can't handle the teasing. Well that's too bad~" One of the many strangers laughed at him, giving one of his nipples a hard pinch for a few seconds. He whined loudly in pleasure, the copious amounts of semen pouring past his lips making even his lipstick a bit runny.

It didn't take much longer before Fifer reached an orgasm, and this one blew the previous fillings out of the water. His knot swelled up and they stayed hilted inside the living cocksleeve, not thrusting other than rocking his hips. As the first cumshot exploded into Trist, it began to jet out of his mouth less than a second later, squirting from his nostrils even with his maw wide open. People could see, and even hear his gut inflating even larger with dozens of gallons of cum, his ass getting filled with such intensity that the sounds of the wolf semen gushing into him were audible to anyone close enough. Those noises were mostly drowned out by his moans and the sound of the cum gushing from his mouth splattering along the floor, as well as the many sounds of amazement and disgust from the crowd. The first cumshot alone lasted several seconds, and had almost no pause between that and the second.

Despite his last climax being so recent, with everything that was going on he was shoved into yet another, stronger orgasm. His unfortunate yoga pants couldn't take the abuse any longer, and as his prick throbbed, it tore right through the soaked fabric and shot massive cumshots meters away in front of him, some hitting a few bystanders. With a single tug to the back of his waistband from a stranger his pants were literally torn off of him, the ruined fabric tossed aside and leaving him in nothing but his footwear and portal panties- somebody tried taking those off too, but they were specially made to be impossible to be taken off by anyone other than the original portal holder. That opened up more space for people to write, not just on his thick booty but all over his legs, and even on his oversized genitals from those who dared to get close enough.

His growing belly was too heavy now, and in his current state he didn't have the strength to stand any longer. He fell to his knees, his distended gut landing on the floor with a wet smack and pinning his length underneath it, the tip barely peeking out of the other side and spewing his seed onto the floor, but as he was filled even more that was buried too, only weak but still large spurts making it past. He leaned forward against his stomach with his breasts resting on top, gallons still pouring from his mouth all over his chest and belly, practically flooding the near area with both his own and Fifer's semen. With a bit of coordination, a few of the strangers stepped right up to him to grab his wrists and put their hands on his butt, giving him a good pull and push to make him roll forward on top of his stomach, stuck on his tiptoes with his arms in front of him. "Mmmrrr.." He groaned weakly, struggling to even stay conscious with the many overpowering sensations and emotions going through him.

Finally, after a few minutes, he and Fifer stopped cumming. Despite their orgasms being relatively similar in duration, the wolf produced far more- it was a good thing that a large amount of it was being emptied from his mouth and nose, otherwise it'd probably take him all night just to empty out and be able to walk. His belly was inflated so big that he couldn't touch the ground with his feet nor his hands, his cock lifted from underneath and pressed against the underside, still dribbling seed down his wet fur. The bulge of Fifer's cock wasn't visible anymore despite still being knotted inside, overtaken by the cumflation. There wasn't the same pressure behind it as before, but even now more than a little bit of cum gushed from his mouth. The bystanders were bewildered by the ridiculous amount of semen, some feeling a little bit discouraged by the disparity of the amount of cum from their own climaxes compared to his and whoever filled him, most even more turned on and the rest nauseous at the sight. "Look at this, could you really call it anything other than a condom at this point?" One of the many spectators said, even while they continued jerking themselves off.

What little thoughts he could form were all about him wanting, needing more, to cum and be used again, mocked and recorded by all these people, his blush showing even through his fur and the layer of jizz on his cheeks. He whined as the knotted penis inside him started to pull back, making his belly wobble before it popped out with a wet 'shlurp' that some of the bystanders could hear. Not even his near-magical ability to tighten back up could recover him from this so quickly, his tailhole gaped wide and unable to clench shut, a small river of cum running down his legs and splashing to the other side of the portal too, making things messier on both ends. He wasn't left leaking or empty for too long though, only a few seconds passing before another cock pushed against him. Only a few more hours to go..

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Later that night, after the mall had closed, Trist was back home in his apartment, with his sharky girlfriend Vern. He lost count of how many different friends fucked him, how many different cocks were shoved inside him, and how many people filled his guts or covered him with cum. Hundreds, if not thousands of different people had seen him and recorded him, most keeping it to themselves but many sharing those videos and pictures online as much as they could. Even after the last friend fucked him, it took a good while for him to empty his belly, only managing to make it out of the mall before it closed thanks to his favourite shark arriving to 'rescue' him and speed up the process by sitting on and pushing against his stomach. At the time he was still drunk on lust, hardly having processed that she was even there, needing to be carried into the car while he was still dripping and leaking cum with a massive hardon, his poor butt still gaped open even by the time they got back to their apartment. She helped him towel off in the bathroom and tossed his shoes and socks- the only pieces of his clothing other than the panties that were still in one piece- into the washing machine, the bimbunny fully regaining his consciousness around that time, shaking his head a bit. She gave him a toothy smile, crouching down some with their tits pressed together, flaccid cocks nearly touching while they stared into each other's eyes. She was just as naked as him, having discarded anything she was wearing after arriving home.

"Finally back, huh~?" She laughed, and he giggled back. "Y-yeah, that was uh.. Gosh." He huffed, cheeks bright red. "You're such a cumslut, sweetie." She gave him a kiss on the cheek, which still had his makeup and writing on it. The writing was still all over his body actually, she decided cleaning it could wait until tomorrow. He returned the kiss, wrapping his arms around her and hugging her close. "Mmph.. you think so?" He asked. "I've already seen a dozen different videos sent to me, of you gushing from both ends. I had a few turns myself through the portal, but I almost wish I was there to laugh at you~" She teased him, giving his butt a little squeeze and making him squeak. "W-well there's lots of time here, and you still have the portal.. I wouldn't mind one more load tonight." He mumbled, and her grin grew wider as their lengths suddenly pressed together, throbbing against one another. "Want momma to use her tight little toy, huh~?" She smirked at him, and he gave her a flustered nod.

"C'mere then, you big goofball." She said and gently grabbed his wrist, pulling him into the bedroom and shoving him back onto the bed, his naked tits bouncing and his cock smacking between them. "Start sucking on yourself, fag. I just cleaned the bed earlier today, I don't want to make a mess of the blankets so soon." She told him, picking up the portal fleshlight from the bedside table. "A-alright, love." He huffed. He hadn't seen the fleshlight before, and something about seeing his asshole being part of an actual toy felt so incredibly arousing. He was happy to do as she said though, resting on his back and tucking his member between his breasts and bringing it right up to his lips, gently sucking on the tip and gulping down his own precum, keeping his eyes on Vern. She kept eye contact with him too, making sure he was watching as she gave his hole a long, slow lick, sending a shiver down his spine.

She slowly climbed onto the bed, kneeling right next to him with her balls inches from his face and her dick above it. "That's it, babe. Watch as I fuck you~" She said, bringing the portal up to her tip, slowly penetrating him and getting him to moan around his own girth. He knew her cock better than any other, remembering every little detail from its base to its tip. It was exactly three feet and seven inches long, nine and a half inches thick, with a humanoid shape that had some bulging veins lining her length. Her balls were plenty big, and he knew they could produce quite a bit. He wanted to reach out and squeeze them, but his hands were busy sliding his breasts up and down his prick while he sucked on it. He moaned in delight as she pushed the toy lower down her cock, feeling inch after inch sink into him, every little bump rubbing against his walls. He wasn't as tight as he could be, still stretched out from his little shopping trip, but he was more than tight enough for her.

His stomach slowly bulged once again, but it felt surprisingly tame compared to how big he was cumflated earlier. Vern went nice and gentle, gradually pushing deeper and occasionally pausing for a few seconds so she wouldn't overwhelm him, but not pulling back at all until the fleshlight was firmly pressed against her hips, every last inch of shark cock pulsing inside her tight little bimbo. "Fffuuck.. As fun as it was to use you with everyone else, it can't compare to having you all to myself like this~" She groaned, holding the toy there while her precum spurted deep inside him. He moaned and gave a little nod around his tip. It felt a little bit unusual to see her slide her dick into a toy and penetrate him through it, even if the same thing was happening all day out of his sight.

She slowly started thrusting while lifting the toy up and down her length, gently but firmly fucking him after a long day of what could only be defined as brutality. It felt so sweet, not just because of her pace but because it was her. He hadn't taken his eyes off of her- though sometimes his gaze fell toward the lower part of her body- and if his mouth wasn't full of his own dick he'd probably be showering her in affectionate but lewd comments. She was free to talk though, and she seemed to be thinking the same way. "You're so goddamn cute like this, I love you so much.." She grunted while slowly fucking him through the portal, a hand going down to rest on top of one of his own, gently squeezing it while he titfucked himself and guzzled his own pre.

She sped up over time but never got too rough, often changing paces and doing things like quickly moving the portal back and forth over the last few inches of her cock, or slowly going from base to tip in steady movements. He took his own dick a few inches further past his lips, not deepthroating it but completely filling his mouth. He clenched down hard around her girth, trying to please her as much as he could while stimulating himself a bit more too, making her length grind back and forth against his sensitive if not slightly sore prostate. "Hff.. you're such a needy whore. My needy whore." She moaned and panted, leaning over him some while fucking the portal with both hands again, her balls preparing to unleash another hot load of cum into him. He moaned loudly, not wanting to take his mouth off of himself but silently begging her to fill him. Sure enough, after a few more deep thrusts, he got his wish. She let out a long, happy moan with her tongue hanging from her toothy maw, staying balls deep while pumping him full of her seed, nearly making him cum again too while her warmth flooded his gut.

By the time she was done cumming he felt nice and full, not as nearly as big as he was at the mall but still enough to make it look like he swallowed a beach ball, gut sloshing and jiggling when he moved. She gently pulled back until just her tip was left inside him, length dripping with cum. He was still sucking and licking himself, trying to reach his own finish, but she stopped him. "Hold on, sweetie. Take your cock out." She told him with a smile, but her tone was firm. He reluctantly stopped his lewd self-pleasuring, pulling his dick out of his mouth with a string of saliva connected to his tip. "W-what is it? I'm really close.." He huffed, trying not to finish the job with just his tits, globs of precum dripping down- which he mostly catched on his tongue. "I know you're close..~" She gave him a more devious smirk, pulling the toy the rest of the way off of her and immediately pressing it to his own tip before too much of her sperm could leak out of him. He gasped softly, cheeks blushing hotly. "O-oh. Ohh.." He groaned, still gently playing with his tits.

He took a shaky breath in as she pushed the portal further down, making him penetrate himself even deeper. It was a bizarre but incredibly great feeling, squeezing on his own dick and feeling it throb inside him, surrounded by his own warmth and the cum that flooded his gut. "Thaaat's it. Moan for me, bitch~" She chuckled while he did just as she said, moaning out from that feedback loop of pleasure. At least, he did until she pressed one of her heavy tits against his face, enough to completely smother him in it. "I don't think I have to tell you what to do here..~" She huffed, and he responded by latching onto and gently suckling one of her stiff nipples. Even if he didn't lactate she certainly did, warm milk pouring into his mouth with its rich creaminess coating his tongue, giving him plenty to swallow.

His stomach bulged with the shape of his own cock, and she made sure to twist and turn the portal fleshlight while pushing it toward his base, going until he felt the entirety of his own penis stretching him out, making him squirm and moan. It didn't stop him from sucking on her teat and gulping mouthfuls of milk though, even with the lack of air from it covering his entire face. She held the toy still for a few seconds, making him get familiar with his own shape, before starting to jerk him off with his own ass. At the same time she reached over to the drawer of the bedside table, pulling out something that he was completely unaware of. He was already close before penetrating himself, so both of them recognized the telltale signs of his impending orgasm. She leaned down, pressing her chest against him even harder, and whispered into one of his ears. "Cum for me, my dick-loving bimbunny..~" That set him off, his moans muffled by her milky flesh and making her shiver in pleasure while he squirmed and shuddered, squeezing his own chest hard with his fingers sinking into its softness. His cock throbbed powerfully inside him as he came deep in his own body, making his stomach swell just a bit larger with his sperm. It was such a lewd, depraved act to cum in his own ass like this, but that made it so much better. Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately given his current location, even with his exponentially messy orgasms he still had a limit to how much he could produce in a single day, so 'only' a few more buckets of seed poured inside him.

After he finally, completely finished, she pulled her tit away from his face until it came off of his lips with a wet pop, milk dripping from his lips. She kept it close enough that it still obscured his vision though, not letting him see what she had planned. "Such a good boy." She chuckled, starting to pull the toy up his slowly softening length, stopping just a few inches short of freeing it. "Thanks, hon. That was.. wow, I-I wasn't expecting that. It felt so weird but so good." He sighed, relaxing his body and letting his arms flop to his sides. "It sure was. Did you enjoy your shopping trip?" She asked him, oh-so slowly moving the portal up and down an inch at a time. "Yeah, I.." He trailed off with a groan. "I forgot the stuff I bought at the mall." He huffed.

She rolled her eyes. "That's alright, we can go buy more tomorrow. Want me to take the panties off of you now?" She said, bringing the portal even closer to his tip. "Yes please, they're kinda sticky after everything.." He responded. He let out a meep as she pulled it off of him, only to press something much smoother and more solid against his hole, not letting a single drop of cum get out other than what was all over his shaft. "Well that's too bad. Maybe the bet said that everybody would get to use you for a day, but there's nothing saying that I can't keep using you for as long as I want~" She giggled evilly, pushing a rather huge buttplug into him, making him moan in surprise and bringing his flagging cock back to full mast while he squeezed around the hard toy. "A-ah..! You big bully.." He pouted, looking up at her as she pulled away from him, arms crossed over his chest while his dick throbbed over his body. "Oh you know I am~" She laughed in response, setting the plug-filled portal down on her bedside table and taking something else out from the drawer. "We can't have you making a mess, though." She held up an XXXXXL condom, opening it up and unrolling it down his length with well-practiced ease. Even with the biggest condoms they could find it didn't cover his entire prick, but it did its job of catching his precum instead of letting it splatter on himself or the bed. All she did for herself was lazily wipe her length clean with a few tissues, but she wasn't the one that was being stretched out by a plug.

"Let's get under the blankets, we'll see tomorrow if I feel like freeing you yet~" She teased him, and as huffy as he was, he agreed. The two of them climbed into bed, pulling the sheets and blankets over themselves up to their shoulders, staring into each other's eyes. "..Thanks for the idea of that bet." He mumbled embarrassedly, wrapping his arms around her back and hugging her close, his shaft squeezed between the four of their tits while the tip slowly filled with precum. She smiled, giving him a little kiss on the snout. "You're welcome, sweetheart. It wasn't easy to get those panties, but I'd say it was worth every bit of trouble.." She trailed off, reaching a hand over to the portal and pressing a button on the base of the buttplug. It began to vibrate violently inside him, getting a loud, surprised moan of pleasure out of his lips that was quickly silenced by the shark giving him a more passionate kiss, her arms going behind his back and hugging him tight. Their bodies pressed together, her mostly soft cock pressed against his legs while his own length was squeezed harder between their squished breasts.

She only pulled away from the kiss after his moans calmed down, but he was still whining and panting. "N-no fair.." He whimpered, face red. "I know it isn't, and that's one of the reasons why you're loving it." She smirked. She lifted her tail up from the side of the blankets, using it to smack a nearby switch on the wall and turning off the lights before pulling her tail back under the covers. "I love you." She said, lightly nuzzling against him and closing her eyes, starting to fully relax but keeping him close. "I-I love you too.." He replied, trying not to squirm or moan from the nonstop vibrations that he could even hear from under the blankets. He tried to reach past her to turn off the vibrator, but with him trapped in her embrace he couldn't quite get it. The closest he managed ended up making the fleshlight roll further away from his reach, so with a defeated sigh he rested with Vern and hugged her back. She was already asleep, but with the buzzing deep in his cum-filled hole he was having trouble. It was going to be a long night..