The Stall
Amber has an anonymous encounter in a club and goes out with a bang.
Amber gripped the back of the toilet, face down, while her mouth hung open and heated, gasping moans slid from her lips. The cock inside of her was already twitching harder with every thrust. She could feel the tip starting to swell a little. It wasn't flaring, so whoever it was that was fucking her wasn't a horse or a bear. She didn't know who he was. She hadn't even looked at him and now he was about to cum in her. From the weight of his massive nuts slapping against her thighs and already starting to draw upwards, she knew he was going to pop her, and she didn't care one bit. She wanted him to do it. That's why she'd come here, after all.
Outside the restroom, the music in the club was still thumping loudly. People were on the dance floor dancing and gyrating and grinding against one another in a somewhat hedonistic orgy of sound, emotion, and touch. Of course no one was fucking, but some pieces of clothing always got removed. A dick flopping out of pans or tits jiggling from a lifted shirt. The place was largely dark with some lights flashing overhead in time to the music, a few black lights shining down to make fur, clothing, and fluids shine with a pallid blue glow. The only real light came from the bar where folks constantly crowded to get drinks and the restroom.
The restroom was a single unit with stalls, no urinals, and unisex. It looked like it was made for convenience and to be cheap, but really, it was built that way because of the last stall in the long line of stalls. All of the stalls had a door, save for the last one, and all of the stalls had the standard little drain in the floor, save for the last one. The last one had a toilet, but the floor was mostly drain. That was the stall where the completely random and anonymous sex happened.
Whoever was bent over the toilet was the one getting fucked. Whoever wanted to do the fucking could do it. A bored looking female gecko sat nearby with a jar in her hands charging five bucks an orgasm. Everyone partook, whether it was some guy with a raging hardon, a shemale with a chubby and overly eager dick, a female with a strap-on, or just anyone who wanted to have a go at someone else.
The real treat was the fact that whoever was getting fucked in that stall would never leave it. They'd stay in there until they got popped. Sometimes it was someone with a cock. Other times there might be hoses involved. Every night someone popped. And when the stall was emptied out of its last participant, a new one took over.
The club took the proceeds and used them for giveaways. Things like booze, a night with one of the staff, gift cards, extra stretchy condoms, or vouchers for using the stall all got given away, usually on Tuesday or Thursday night when the club was slow and they needed a little extra draw to get people through the door.
They never had an issue with getting someone in the stall.
Amber had waited her turn, dancing and having a good time out on the floor, drinking with random people around her until the wet and thick sound of someone exploding came from the restroom. Then she made her way in and stepped into the stall, turned her back to the opening, and bent down over the toilet.
While she waited for her first taker, she stripped down, knowing she wouldn't need the outfit and not wanting to be constrained by it whenever she started to bloat and swell. It always looked painful when someone was stuffed into a straining shirt while the rest of them was bulging outwards freely.
So she had stripped, quickly. The stall was rarely without a patron ready for a new ass in the air. Her clothing had fallen away and was picked up by the gecko, leaving Amber completely nude.
She was a mink, and like most of her species, sported a silken coat of fur. Hers was a soft, corn-husk yellow with hints of brown scattered throughout. Her tail had most of the brown centered around its tip, and it rose high into the air to expose her plump thighs, large rounded ass, and bulging pussy lips to whoever would be the first to take her. The dripping pink of her fatly swollen pussy bulged out of her golden pubes, an open invitation. Her ass jiggled every time she shifted back and forth on her feet left gripping at the grate beneath her. While her thighs and ass were fat, that was really all of her that could be called large, save for the bulgingly bloated tits hanging down from her chest. They were as large as her ass and hung heavy, two massive bags of mink titty wobbling and brushing against the toilet seat. Two fat nipples jutted from her fur, swollen thick and puffy with areola easily the size of saucers. Each nipple had a ring through it that had a bell attached.
When the guy who was about to nut in her was fucking her, those little bells jingled every time his hips clapped against her wobbling ass, sending a sweet little tinkling sound into the air mingled with the heady and meaty clap of flesh to flesh. Every now and then he'd grunt out in pleasure. She constantly moaned and whined, enjoying the sensation of having a guy inside of her as well as the not knowing who it was or if she'd ever have anyone else after him.
The first shot of cum shoved up her pussy really hit home what she already suspected. She wouldn't be getting anyone else after him.
The hot blast of jizz surged up through her cunt. She could feel it swelling his dick out before it even left the fat thing and shoved into her body. When it did, her vaginal passage stretched wide, her womb bloated and sagged inside of her, and the entire length of her cunt swelled outwards like a balloon bloating on a massive burst of air. For her, it was cum, so that made her a condom getting pumped full of a fat load.
Hands gripped at her ass as the groan from the guy behind her grew louder and hotter, filled with lusty pleasure of busting a big nut. They dunk into her ass cheeks, dimpling them, then folding the soft and pliant flesh more and more as the grip grew. Amber just continued to moan and whine in pleasure, enjoying the sensation in that first instant of being so full without being threatened with more.
That feeling didn't last as the guy's cock jerked again and this time swelled larger as a massive wave of cum erupted from his balls, flooded into his straining cock, and then into Amber. It rushed into her and shoved her belly downwards to make it jiggle and wobble against her tits. Her stomach bloated wildly, inflating and swelling on the man's massive load of spunk and forcing her to grow along with its incessant rush into her. It made her eyes roll back into her head, that sensation of being stretched, of being claimed, and of being told physically what was going to happen to her.
"Come on condom... jiggle for me!" The man slapped her ass, hard, sending her cheeks jiggling and her belly wobbling from side to side. "I want to see this ass WOBBLE before you burst!"
Amber could only whine out in pleasure and respond with a timid, needy, "Pleeeeeease..." as the cum surged in her once more, forcing her belly out wider and fatter, heavier. The cum spread through her with that jerk of balls and cock, surging the hot load up and into her tits. They bloated like her belly did. They sagged, pushing together fatter and heavier and wider. Each one rounded outwards fat and puffy while her nipples bloated and swelled like berries. She could feel the heat in them making them tingle and burn with pleasure and a strain that arched up through her from her nipples and her belly button. It was that first sign that her body would eventually give out and she'd pop.
Another burst of spunk flooded into her mingled with the man's gasping snort of breath and a hard shove upwards into Amber's ass and spread pussy. There was a wet, syrupy squelching sound as some hot cum sprayed out of her pussy and onto her legs and the guy behind her. "Fuck!" came his voice, "Don't spring a leak on me! Harder to send you down the drain like that!"
She didn't want to leak. That just couldn't be helped sometime. But she was bloating faster than her pussy could let out streaming, sticky splatters of hot white cum. Already her ass was growing larger, pushing up and back into the stroking, greedy hands pawing at them and making them wobble more and more. Her thighs had pushed together as they each grew fatter than they ever could have been naturally.. She could feel the flow inside of her, surging and swimming through her body, turning her into more and more of an overly stretched out mink condom than a woman she had ever been. And she was loving the feeling. All the way down from her toes which had started to tingle with the heat of masculine spunk up to her lips which had begun to taste ever so slightly of the hot jizz flowing through her, she could feel spunk in her every pore. She was growing hotter, larger, and her body was stretching as best it could to accomodate the unending load.
Her belly pushed down hard against the toilet while her tits struggled for space between it and the wall. She had filled up all the space between her and the blown with straining flesh and parting fur along her bloating belly and back and now the load was being forced forward into the last of her unswollen extremities. Arms fattened outwards as they moved from the toilet to press against the stall's sides.
"Nnnf! Hard to hold 'em down with all that pressure in there, isn't it you fat cum balloon? Don't worry... not much longer..."
A heated belch followed by a blast of cum surged up through Amber's neck and out of her mouth, splattering the wall in front of her. She stared at the white splatter as it oozed down the wall, imagining herself soon joining the mess. She could feel the cum in her face, puffing her cheeks outwards. Her lips swelled fatter and thicker, bloating her mouth. The mink's eyes pushed forward, strained and bulged from her head. She managed another heated gurgle of, "Can't... hold together... skin... too tight!" before belching up another thick wave of cum. It began to ooze from her nose, from her ears, from her lips.
A strained creaking sound began to fill the air. Amber could feel her skin tightening, cool spots on her bloated back and belly where her fur had parted to reveal stretched and straining skin. She was rounding outwards at a slower pace though the flow of cum into her hadn't slowed. She knew she had reached her limit the moment she felt her belly button pop outwards and begin to tingle hotly with a serious finality to the sensation. Another slap against her ass sent a drumming hollow sound into the air, the sound of an over-tightened drum head.
That was the last thing Amber ever heard.
There was a hot surge inside of her as the last feelign she felt was intense pleasure, heat, and a searing strain through her whole body a split second before she detonated from the pressure and exploded outwards with a massive, wet bang. Hot slop splattered against the stall's walls, the man who was left standing there with his cock spraying into the air, and splattered into the toilet that Amber had been bending herself so willingly over just moments ago. Nothing was left of the mink save for the hot, runny mess oozing down the restroom stall's walls and sloughing down through the drainage grate below it.
Whoever was behind her held his dick until the flow of cum subsided, then flushed the toilet, sending what was left of Amber that wasn't oozing down the drain on into the sewer. He turned and stuffed a $5 into the gecko's jar and walked off, pants slung over his shoulder.
Moments later, a fat-bottomed squirrel twink walked into the bathroom and began to strip down while he headed towards the stall.