An Even Later Night At Michaels
WEll this is the continuation of my last story, so the prologue won't make much sense unless you read that. Everything that could be real in it is, I really do work at that resturant and the the waitor really does look like a mouse; Andrew is really my friend and Rose was my girlfriend in Brazil a few years ago. Just thougth youd like to know. DOnt read if your under 18, is bad for your mental health. Enjoy, more to come.
Prologue:
Rose scurried down the hallway at the hospital. She had visited the place several time in the last week but still managed to end up lost every time. Her hallway came to a junction, Rose sighed heavily and waited for anyone in a medical outfit to come around the bend. After a few seconds of silence pierced by the random crackle of the intercom system, an overly tall giraffe entered Rose's field of vision. He was clad in the light green outfit the hospitals interns wore.
Rose quickly called up to him, "Excuse me but you happen to know which way the trauma recovery center is?" The giraffe craned his neck down so he could look at the small vixen more clearly. The florescent hallway lights made his murky brown fur spots contrast heavily with the light yellow fur covering his exposed arms and face.
"Why yes, I believe I do. Just take this hallway down and bear to the left. After that just follow the signs." Rose squeaked out a thank you and hurried down the hallway. She was slightly intimidated by the giraffe, she had barely came up to his naval. Putting the thought and several more hallways behind her, Rose finally came to the trauma center.
The air in this area of the hospital was heavy with the scent of industrial strength antiseptics and latex gloves. Passing through the ward Rose finally reached the area she originally intended to get to. She knocked twice on the closed door of one of the recovery rooms. At once there was a response as a deep voice beckoned her to enter. She did. The scene was straight out of any wishy-washy mid day soap opera. A body completely covered in white plaster castings with its arms and legs suspended by a jumble of hooks and pulleys, a doctor dressed in white was standing to its left.
"I still don't understand how this patient managed to break every bone in his body. It's a damn miracle that he survived. In all my years of working here in the trauma center I have never seem someone who has broken all the bones in their ear, it's a damn mystery to me."
Rose smiled weakly as the stocky lion of a doctor picked up the patient profile sheet sitting on the front of the hospital bed. The doctor mumbled some things under his breath, quickly scanning over the yellow pages. "Hummmm, it seems that a cause is missing for the acquired injuries," the doctor whipped out a pen from his shirt pocket and got ready to scribble in what ever horrific event Rose described to him, "You mind telling me what happened?"
Rose's face went straight, she had to come up with an excuse that would make sense and fast. "Ummmmm, well he fell, . . . off of a foot stool..." Rose looked like she was thinking hard into this one, her eyes darted around the room looking for something else that could help add to the lie. ". . .While changing a light bulb in the bathroom."
The doctor looked quizzically at the little vixen, the pen fell from his paw and bounced onto the floor. "This is all from changing a light bulb?"
"Oh yes, they can be very dangerous. And those footstools are like mini polyurethane death traps." Rose smiled widely now, smug in the story she was fabricating out of nothing. "I'm inclined not to believe you," replied the doctor as he crouched down to pick up his pen.
"Well just ask the patient, right Mike." Rose motioned her head towards Michael.
Michael who had just recently regained consciousness in the middle of the conversation, moaned a jumble of noises in approval and made a thumbs up sign with what little of his left paw that exposed through the plaster. Not sure what to do or believe, the doctor wrote in near lethal run in with light bulb as the cause of injury and left it at that.
With his work done the doctor bid a hasty farewell and left the room. Making sure the door was shut and no other furs were in earshot. Rose sauntered over to the hospital bed and sat down on it next to Michael's body cast. "Thanks for helping me out there, I honestly don't think that he would have believed that you were crushed by a giant pair of growing boobs. I'm really sorry about all of this though, never meant for you to end up here."
Michael's response was an unintelligible groan. Rose frowned for a second, then giggled, "I'll just assume that you said 'It's ok Rose, I don't mind being physically scared for life. And I can't wait till I'm healed so he was have some more growth fun.' Yeah I'm sure that's exactly what your saying. In fact Michael I'm wearing a newer style of those panties right now as I'm sure you could tell. But no swelling up right now, you need your rest."
Rose was indeed wearing a newer version of the breast enlarging panties she had acquired several days ago. Rose had also brought a new dark colored lace bra which was partially visible through the low neck of Rose's shirt. The bra was full to the brim and Rose was tempted every minute to reach into her near form fitting sweat pants and click her panties up a notch or two. But she promised herself to wait until Michael had recovered before she burst out of any more bras. Rose couldn't see it but Michael was grinning underneath the cast, despite the pain.
Rose leaned to the side and rested on her arm, she blew up some of her brow hair with a big sigh. "Now if only I could figure out what to tell the landlord about the apartment. My excuse about a cult of ninja assassins having a final showdown with a marauding band of suburban pirates while I was out shopping really isn't working as well as I had hoped it would."
Rose sighed again, her apartment had been complete destroyed when Michael had been crushed. The drywall had caved in, the ceiling shattered, plumbing broken, and every single piece of furniture utterly demolished. For the time being Rose would just have to keep living at Michael's luxurious house out on Long Island.
Part 1 - An Early Dinner . . . and Show:
Several months of excruciating pain and impulsive visits from Rose, Michael was well on his way to being the fox he was once before. After finally being released from the hospital completely rebuilt, Rose decided that it was time to celebrate the only way she knew how, eccentrically. At least an hours drive from the city, Rose had been living and looking after Michael's renovated two story ranch style house in the semi rural scenic town of Manorville. Now that Michael had come back to live there again, Rose planed for things to get a lot more interesting.
Michael had spent most of the winter and spring in the hospital, so Rose invited a close friend of Michael's and his female partner out for a weekend of fun in the sun at the nearby Hampton beaches. Andrew and his girlfriend Susan, both of the collie breed arrived at the house early on Friday evening towards the end of June.
After some hearty hellos and the usual intoductions, the foursome realized they were all quite hungry. Michael was quick to the kitchen only to find that Rose wasn't the best about keeping the selves properly stocked. Michael emerged from the house to his guests were he had left them and declared, "Well unless you guys want to eat stale goldfish, canned tuna, and a few scrape meat bones for dinner; I suggest that we head into town, my treat."
It wasn't very hard to convince the others, although there was some debate was to whether or not Michael would pay for the meal. Michael was well in the money, his career as a head plastic surgeon had left him with some large sums of expendable income. In the end Michael arose victorious. Michael took up the drives seat in his forest green Silverado four door, while Andrew called shotgun with Rose and Susan happily taking back seat. Soon they were speeding down the back roads though the farmland heading up into town to Michael's teenage old workplace, "La Volpe".
Uncannily translating to "The Fox" in Italian, it had some of the best food in the area. After a short wait in the lobby, there was always a wait there in the summer, the two couples were seated near a pair of open Dutch style windows. A slight breeze carried in the scent of the near by ocean as cars could be seen slowly cruising by on the near by scenic highway. It was yet another surreal dusk on the island. Once comfortable seated and given a basket of fresh bread to munch on, Andrew struck up conversation.
"So Mike tell me again, how exactly did you get into that accident at Rose's apartment?" The collie was a good six inches taller then Michael . His ears, adorned by thick curls of brown fluffy fur, shifted back and forth in the wind coming into the room. Andrew's think fur extended down his scalp forming a large mullet in the back with heavy curled locks in the front. One large white patch o fur covered part of his face and left eye. White fur also extended from under his chin down covering most of his stomach and chest. The collie had a massive face that usually showed up in a smile. Andrew was a kind hearted young lad that always seemed to keep a cool head and cherished his friends and girlfriend very much.
He had meet Michael one night at a college bar. After a long evening of joking around and conversation, each knew that they had made a new friend for life.
He lifted a massive paw and pushed his elliptically shaped glasses further back on the wide bridge of his muzzle. Michael looked up from his menu and smirked. He was tired of lying and having to make up excuse after excuse about what happened that fateful October day. On the other paw, Michael didn't know if Andy and Susan were ready for the truth. No matter, Michael and Rose had discussed this before hand.
Rose had planned this weekend to be a fun and kinky one and that was that. For a small vixen she had the mental strength and determination of a draft horse. She had purchased both an extra pair of breast expanding panties and the still elusive male boxer-briefs. "If the only way for Andy and Susan to believe what Michael was about to tell them was for a demonstration," Rose had told Michael earlier, "then so be it!"
"Well Andy", Michael started "to be honest with you, I'm not sure if you're going to believe the truth." Rose now smiled also, Susan looked over with interest. "You see, Rose brought a pair of underwear, panties if you want to particulars, that had the ability to enlarge her breasts."
Michael leaned forward and brought his head closer to the table so that other nearby tables with in an ears distance wouldn't be able to over hear. "And when we were...a..."playing" around with them, I slipped and snapped off the control dial. Rose grew bigger and bigger until I was being smothered between vixen flesh and fur and against the apartment wall. Luckily enough for me Rose was able to wiggle out of the panties, eventually returning her to her normal bust size before she completely destroyed the building."
Following this there was a rather lengthy and awkward silence. Michael looked from Andrews face to Susan's and back again. Both looked back in a face of disbelief. Eventually Andrew broke into a steady laugh. He leaned back into his seat and slapped the table twice with his paw. Susan looked at her boyfriend and started to laugh a little also, though not exactly sure as to what about. Michael and Rose kept smiling, waiting to see what would come next.
"Ha ha ha man Mike that's funny. I mean where do you come up with stuff like that. You must really have some imagination in that small skull of yours." Andrew kept on laughing. Michael replied slyly despite the comment on his lack of size compared to the big dog sitting across the table from him, "I'm not making this up."
Andrew stopped laughing and hunched forward close to the table. His eyes locked with Michael, who was still smiling. "Enough screwing around with us, now tell me what the hell really happened that night."
"Again, I'm not kidding. Even ask Rose. It really happened."
Andrew and Susan turned to Rose, Rose blushed and nodded in agreement with Michael. "It was rather embarrassing for me, thank god I was able t get out of the damned thing before I killed foxy here."
"How is that even possible?" stammered Andrew.
"I said the same thing when Rose told me about the panties, but she made a believer out of me. Here you know what, when the waiter comes back to take our order we'll show you how it all works."
Andrew opened his mouth to further question Michael about what he meant but sure enough just as he did the waiter came by. Andrew spotted the waiter checking out Susan and quickly barred his teeth without making any noise. The waiters face quickly looked somewhere else, but who could really blame him. Susan was quite the looker.
Her face was much more narrow then Andrews, leading up to a curved brow and full head of long sandy brown hair. The rest of her body was covered in brown fur that almost matched the shade of Andrews perfectly, though a few hues lighter. Susan's nose split away from the rest of her face ending in cute little burnt sierra colored nose. Susan was skinny in build with a perfect small butt and long smooth legs. Her hips didn't flare out as much as Rose's, the sharp contrast mostly due to her height. Rose was short and voluptuous, Susan taller and with more drawn out features. Easily as tall as Michael due to her species, she towered over Rose. Her stomach was flat as a washboard with full perk breasts, at least C cups, which sat on top of it filling her shirt up nicely.
The waiter was dressed in a white button down, black pants, red tie, and a traditional style apron to hold his order booklet in. He was a rat of a waiter, literally. His nose quickly pulled away from his face and came to a quick pointy nose. A slick comb over to one side defined his brow where his ears joined the top of his head. The ears was covered in short brown fuzz, the inside a delicate pink. Six visibly long whiskers, three on ach side of the nose, swayed in the breeze that continued to blow into the restaurant. The waiter smiled widely and then introduced himself.
"Good evening folks, how's everyone doing today?"
"Not bad." replied Michael. Everyone else just smiled back.
"Well my names Jared and I'll be serving you tonight, Could I get anyone something to drink?" Andy wasn't sure what to get, very much still involved in the conversation going on before the waiter came by and Susan was content with just water for now.
"It seems like my friends will need a moment or two, though do you have any specials this evening?" Michael was stalling for time while trying to keep the waiter at the table. A plan that Rose was explained to Michael earlier that day had been put into motion.
"Oh yes, we have some real exotic specials here tonight. For the appetizer specials. . ." As the young waiter drove head first into his prewritten and rehearsed sugar coating of the restaurants special, Rose stealthy took one of her hands below the table and fidgeted around in place to face the waiter more. Michael grinned as his ears picked up two faint but distinct clicks over the murmur of the eating crowds. Rose quickly took her paw pack and placed it paw in paw with her other down onto the table. The white noise never came but the growth certainly did.
There was good reason for that however. Rose had returned to the secluded adult store on East 7th street multiple times over the past months while Michael was in the hospital. . To find it one would have to go down a dark alley and enter through a grungy hunters green door beneath a small neon red sign that reads "Joanna's Adult Specialties and Fetishes." The owner of the store, a large rabbit with a rather undeterminable sex named Joanna, found Rose's story about destroying her apartment quite amusing. Mostly because Joanna liked how extremely determined and kinky Rose was and in compensation for the faulty dial on the panties, Joanna made a deal with Rose that she couldn't refuse. Anything new that came into the stores stock Rose would have exclusive rights to borrow and test to see how well the item held up in use. Joanna was a specialty dealer, a lost gem in the New York Cities Greenwich village, but Joanna liked it that way. The stores customers were limited, but some of the kinkiest furs you would ever run into and Rose was no different. Oddity items from across the market tailoring to every possible fetish came in through the stores doors. Rose had amasses several other items that she was just dieing to try out alone with Michael, but that would have to wait for another day.
The private dealer of the panties was grateful when Joanna warned him about the problem with the dial being able to be snapped off and quickly developed a newer version of the special under garnet. The second version panties were far improved upon and Rose had tested out all the new features. The low-pitched white noise had been done away with, the process of growing now almost completely quite. The overly powerful and potent pleasure sensations that the panties induced were also toned down so that the user would be able to keep a level head. Another newer improvement was the ability to remove the panties and have the effects last for around five hours before starting to wear off.
Rose loved the newer version of the panties even more then the first pair. That evening she wore an extremely short yellow skirt, any shorter and it would have been considered sleazy. She had done so purposely to allow herself easy access to the growth dial.
Topside Rose was wearing a stretchy bright red top with a large U neck so that she could exaggerate the growth when it happened. It was loose for now, that would surly change. The waiter was about to get a new story to tell the other waiters and chiefs in the back. Rose had turned up the settings two levels, at least another good four cups to her already large B.
Michael had to keep himself composed, almost laughing several times as Susan first took notice that Rose was getting bigger. Andy soon followed. Their eyes deadlocked onto the gap being created at the neckline. Susan mouthed out "What the . . ." but didn't say anything aloud. Jared continued to talk about the stuffed veal cutlets before taking notice that Andrew and Susan were no longer paying any attention to him and staring at Rose with their mouths almost down to the floor. He glanced over, as he started into his last entrée special. Jared's mouth also almost fell open .
Since Jared was standing over Rose he had a completely unobstructed view of the expansion. To the rat, every time the small vixen took a breath in her breasts inflated a little. But when she exhaled they didn't get any smaller inside her shirt. Instead they just got bigger with the next breath. Rose's shirt was starting to fill in nicely, getting pulled taunt with each breath. Soon her lacy blue bra was becoming exposed on either side of the two perfectly spherical balls of pale tan vixen fur.
"The lobster ravioli came..comes,...ah in ah...a...a...a pink sluice...sauce...SAUCE!! it comes in a pink sauce!" Jared stammered and mispronounced more as Rose's growth crested, her mammeries now easily the size of the waiters head. He quickly finished up the special and shifted his position to hide his own growing arousal. "So ah," he gulped audibly, "any questions about the menu?" Jared's voice squeaked louder then it usually did. Rose of course, with her extremely tight near overflowing top, wasn't done having fun with the waiter just yet.
"Oh I do!" piped in Rose. She picked up the menu and thumbed through it trying to find a word in Italian that she didn't know the meaning of. Quickly she came to a pasta dish entitled Pasta al La Volpe. "Here," Rose pointed at volpe and slowly sat up as straight as she could so that her twins practically covered the menu; "What does that mean?"
If one cold have seen past the fur on Jared's face, they would have noticed that his skin was redder then a sun dried tomato. Jared turned sideways and peered down into the vast interstice of cleavage that Rose was showing off and only then identified what word Rose's paw was pointing to.
"Ah, Volpe that's the families last name that owns the restaurant. It translate to fox." Jared emphasized fox as he said it. As the waiter talked, Rose picked up her glass of water and took a sip. She then purposely spilt a good portion of the glasses contents onto her chest. Of coarse Rose expertly made it look like an accident.
"Oops, hehe, silly me." said Rose, everyone was now looking at her including the waiter. Rose took her napkin and started to blot at the water beads on her fur that formed all over the tops of her breasts. To try and get at the water that had seeped down into her shirt, Rose took a fistful of it and pulled it down as far as it could go with out her exposing her nipples. She then proceeded to slowly as possible wipe down her chest. Jared could only stare, never had anything like this happened to him before and most certainly not at work.
He no longer cared that his apron had a rounded bulge in the middle of it, however he quickly excused himself from the table saying that they needed him in the kitchen. Rose yelled out for him to return quickly, again flaunting her now gigantic breasts. After the waiter had disappeared into the back, Michael and Rose started to hysterically laugh. Susan and Andrew could only stare at the fox couple .
"So Andy, Rose make a believer out of you too?" Michael had calmed down somewhat from the demonstration that had just unfolded. "Now only if you could see the expression on your face right now, aha ha priceless." That seemed to knock Andrew out of it.
"What exactly just happened? I saw Rose's breasts inflate like balloons, please excuse me for using such laments terms: and I know that's not what really happened."
"Oh that's not a problem Andy, I like it when people say exactly what's on there mind" replied Rose trying to make Andrew feel less awkward about what he was saying .
"Don't be so sure that that didn't just really happen, their real." To prove his point Michael reached to his side and groped Rose's left breast. Rose giggle lightly and pushed into Michael playfully. Michael took his paw away and looked back over towards Andrew and Susan. Andrew twisted and contorted his maw a little from side to side and finally smiled. He laughed sparingly and sat back into his seat.
"So Rose, you can enlarge your chest." Andrew trailed off
"Yep, that's about the half of it. Why like them?" Rose pushed her breasts together to make them look even bigger.
"Ah well, . . ." , Susan slapped Andrews arm as he started to responded. "Owww, Susan heh he he I was just taking a peak." Michael started laughing again.
"Rose, so just what was the point of showing us this?" asked Susan after she slapped Andrew again.
"Well Mike and me wanted to know if you two would like to join us in a game of cards when we get back. You see I have another pair of panties like the ones I'm wearing now that I brought just for you, not to mention some extra special boxer-briefs for our boys.
"Wait there's a male version of those? Andrew quickly inserted.
"Yep and there are two pairs at home your and Michael's name on them." Andrew looked to Michael, he just smiled wider and laughed some more at the expressions on everyone's face.
"What I was thinking of doing was playing a card game," started Rose ever the kinky mastermind, "the winner of each round gets to choose one whom they want including themselves to turn there dials up one click. I'm sure things will get interesting fast, don't you guys?"
"What exactly does that male version, . . .ah enlarge per say?" Andrew most likely heard nothing that Rose had just said, his mind running with the idea that there was a male version of the growth inducing underwear.
"You'll just have to wait and find out with the rest of us, I've never got to use them myself." said Michael
"Oh really, well then I don't see any reason why me and Susan wouldn't play along with you two tonight. That ok with you Susan?"
Susan looked from person to person at the table thinking hard on the subject or at least it seemed that way. At last her eyes looked back into Rose's cleavage. Susan who had always been the biggest up top out of most the furs she knew was extremely jealous of what Rose had done and wished immensely that she could try it out, though she didn't really what to seem that way to the others. In the end she looked up to Andrews pondering face and shook her head in agreement.
"Yeah doing something like that sounds like it might be a lot of fun. You really are one kinky little vixen aren't you."
"She's the most that I know of." replied Michael and hugged Rose following that up with a quick kiss. Rose took her hand back under the table and turned the panties down to wear they had been before.
With in two minutes Rose had shrunk back down to her small size again. He shirt was now even more stretched out and loose fitting on her then it was before as was her bra. Rose giggled her trademark giggle when the shrinking was down, everyone still looking at her breasts. The waiter returned, was disappointed and had to question whether or not he was losing his mind. The meal went on without a hitch from there on in, Rose left the waiter a fifty dollar bill on the table when they were done for being such a good sport.
Part 2- Let The Games Begin:
When the two couples returned from the restaurant they all agreed that they were too full to start playing cards, at least the way Rose planned on. Instead the four went out onto Michael's back porch to drink and relax. Talk inevitably turned lusty and as the sun sank lower into the sky and finally set, the foxes and collies were becoming increasingly aroused. When the small bottle of wine that Michael had brought out for his guests and girlfriend started to run low and the hum of evening bugs started to drone out the conversation, everyone went back inside.
In preparation for the game Rose and Michael moved the couch in the living room so that it was pushed up against a back wall, leaving mostly open space. The only thing left free standing in the room was a small birch wood coffee table. Rose quickly jumped about spreading blankets and a soft throw rugs about while Michael took all the pillows and cushions from the house and put them around the coffee table, effectively making a circle of them to sit on.
Rose went back into the kitchen and could be heard fishing around for a deck of cards from Michaels utility drawer. Susan and Andrew sat down on the pillows next to each other and indulged in some pre-game kissing and petting. Eventually Rose popped back out of the kitchen and tossed the deck of cards onto the table. Michael took a seat to Andrews left, they stopped fooling around and everyone looked up to Rose who was the only fur not sitting at the table.
"Aren't we missing something?" Rose asked cheerfully. Michael smiled and Andrew looked around for a second before it hit him. "Well now that you mention it, I think we are. Rose would you be as kind as to get the necessary evening ware."
"Certainly Mike, in the mean time why don't you guys lose some clothing. It's still quite hot out and I wouldn't want anyone to get too hot too fast." Rose winked and disappeared down the hallway that leads into the rest of the house.
Michael looked over to Andrew and Susan. "You guys ready for this. I mean I'm not even so sure what surprises Rose might have in store. I was in on the incident at the restaurant but this whole card game idea Rose came up with completely on the spot. She sometimes lets her mind run a little too wild," he laughed lightly. Andrew agreed that Rose was one in a million and took off his top shirt. Michael did the same. Susan looked slightly uncomfortable at first but then threw caution into the wind as she quickly threw off her top, revealing the large bounty in a red cloth bra. She took the opportunity to seductively cup her breasts and pose for Andrew and Michael.
Both Andrew and Michael weren't the fittest of furs, though not to say that they were overweight. Andrew had slight remnants of love handles from the winter months of inactivity, with an upper body that lacked much of any definition. Michael had less fat scattered about his body but also lacked any muscular definition except for his legs. Michael was a die-hard swimmer and spent many long Saturdays down at the shore.
As Michael scrunched out of his jean pants, he flexed his legs twice running his paw up and down them admiring his handy work. Susan and Andrew chuckled as Michael did so. Neither of the two male furs was going to be winning any beauty contests any time soon, but they were as hansom and lovable as they come.
Andrew took of his pants leaving only plaid print boxers on. Susan stood up and turned around so that her backside faced the two males. She bent over pushing her rump high into the air and started to take off her dark denim jeans. Even slowly Susan pulled the jeans down further exposing the lighter brown fur on her supplely curved behind. tiny red bikini style panties she was currently wearing ran down deep into the crevasse between her butt cheeks, adding to its over all shape.
Andrew was visibly enjoying the show as he made it apparent, his boxers getting pulled taunt in the front . Michael was too was beginning to feel the effects of soft-core erotica when Rose walk back in with a black plastic bag in her right paw. "Hey, what gives. You guys starting the fun with out me?" Rose was already just in her bra and solid blue panties. She tossed her shirt and pants into Michael's lap and jumped on top of the largest pillow. After she had settled on top of her new throne Rose fished out three individually wrapped bags and handed them out.
Quickly Michael and the rest opened the packages and discarded the shrink-wrap off to the side. The group looked at their respective gifts, not entirely sure if they were in a dream or not. Michael knew better, though he fully remembered that feeling of being detached from reality his first time with the panties back in last October.
"So you going to put them on or am I going to have to do it for you." Rose was becoming impatient, her coolness turning into a lustful rage of affection. Michael and Andrew each took turns stripping off the underwear in exchange for the new boxer briefs. They held up similarly to the panties that Rose was wearing. Instead of the dark blue fabric, the boxer briefs were a very light blue almost concrete grey in color. The dial was located just below the waistband and numbered up to twenty in alternating colored numbers of red and yellow.
Andrew being the biggest in the group held true to his nature, his package was much larger then Michael's. Michael on the other hand held the advantage with a significantly larger ball sac and pair of family jewels. Either way the two females let out cat calls when the males gave them a little preview of the ultimate prize of the evening. The boxer briefs were pretty lose on both Michael and Andrew with only slight bulges showing up to indicate their excitement in the sea of fabric.
Once Andrew had his new drawers on, it was time for Susan to change also. She stood up again and let her red panties drop to the floor. Michael let go of a quick "Ohh" at the slight of the Andrew's lady friends neither region, this prompted a smack on the back of the head from Rose. Susan laughed and playfully rubbed her genitals a few times as she finished sliding the panties on and adjusted the fit on herself. Susan promptly picked up her panties and tosses them similarly as Rose had done onto Andrew's face. He took a long sniff through his wet nose before letting them drop off under the table.
"So is everyone ready for this now," everyone responded to Rose with a quick nod, "Good. Michael you shuffle and deal first. Name of the game is Black Jack, at least for now."
"Sounds good to me." Michel picked up the deck of cards and started to shuffle it. Once finished with that, he threw out two cards to each of the other furs around the table and then gave himself a pair. The only two that had anything looking in their favor was Rose and Susan. They each had a face card up and judging from the wide smile on Susan's face she had a good card face down also.
Michael and Andrew had a seven visible. Each took a hit and though they had been eager to find out what exactly the underwear they had one did each let out a deep sigh; Michael got a nine, seven, and five; Andrew a jack, seven, and six. With the two males out of the game, attention turned over towards the females who were staring each other down. Rose broke her resolve first and asked for a hit, swishing her hair back with her left paw. She looked at the card handed to her and cringed as she placed it face up for all to see. An eight of clubs, she too was over. Susan had won the first round.
"So," Rose began, "Who's it going to be growing. Take your pick, anyone is fair game." Susan looked around the table at everyone's peering eyes. She gnawed a bit on her maw as she struggled with her internal motives. At last she picked whom was to reap the benefits of her luck; none other then herself.
"I think this time I'm going to get being bigger." Susan pushed herself away from the table and looked down to the panties so she could see what she was doing. After orienting her paw she took a deep breath and turned the dial until it clicked from zero to one. "Now Andrew I saw you staring and drooling at Rose's boobs earlier. Hope you like this just as much."
Just as Susan finished the effects started to take hold. Her eyes went wide, staring out into nothing. Susan could feel a rather tingling sensation around her chest though it wasn't centralized to just any one location. Her mouth opened and moved randomly, eventually climbing into a smile. She was clearly enjoying it mentally. Luckily for Susan the mental pleasure wasn't as strong as it was for Rose the first few times she had tried the breast enlarging panties.
Susan was still aware to some degree of what was going on around her, everyone was starting at her chest. And as she enjoyed the sensations inside; Rose, Michael, and Andrew were getting their share just by watching. The bra had been substantially full before, but as Susan got larger the bra started to hug her breasts more snuggly. Susan's breaths became shorter causing her breasts to jolt about and wiggle, the growth appearing as though someone was inflating her chest with a small hand pump.
Everything went quick, barley half a minute later Susan's growth spurt subsided leaving her with she judged to be D cups. She was now much larger then Rose who had reduced her size before the game. Susan had only one thing to say, "Whoa." Andrew scooted over to his girlfriend's side and hugged her. "That was amazing, look how big you've gotten. Just think of how you'll fit into that string bikini now, you'd be the envy of every other fur on the beach."
Michael gathered up the cards from the table and glanced over towards the couple. "Calm down there Andy, she's only gotten one size bigger. The night is young, there is more card playing to be done if you know what I mean." Michael winked and flipped the first card of the second hand over towards Andrew. Seconds later the fate of the couples had been sealed. Michael was looking good as he had a pair of nines and doubled downed going for two wins at once. Andrew had an ace, Susan a two, and Rose another face card.
Everyone took a hit; Susan was over with a total of twenty three. Andrew and Rose looked at each other; the remaining players took another hit. Michael scored a ninteen with his first nine and a twenty with his second. Needless to say he was quite content. Rose reviled her third card and Michaels face dropped, a twenty one also. Andrew dropped his head onto the table and moaned. He was over by seven. He silently cursed the gods that presided over the card game and blew his hand of cards across the table with a big breath of hot air.
Both Michael and Rose had won and each was eager to crank up their control. In a passionate display Rose placed her paw on Michaels groin and Michaels paw on Rose's crotch. At the same time they each turned their mates dial up once. Michaels ear shot up as he first started to experience what the boxer-briefs had to offer.
Michael too went wide eyed though he certainly remained in the realm of the living. He twisted his head from side to side looking around at different parts of his body. A throbbing heat radiated from his stomach moving upwards and down towards his limbs. The hair on Michaels back and neck stood on end as instead of a cold chill, a hot pulse ran down his spine. The sensations were quite erotic, as if thousands of hands were brushing against Michael's body massaging his muscles.
Soon Michael found himself running his own paws around his chest and upper arms. With every increase in the heat, he felt tightness in the area followed by a quick stretching feeling and a subtle cooling. The randomized pulses of heat appeared all across Michael though he was the only one who could sense them. Just as quick as the heat and pleasure was starting to wrap Michael's mind in a shroud of shattered reality, it quickly faded back into his lower stomach. Michael moaned and fell backwards on to the pillows. He lay dazed for several seconds. When Michael finally opened his eyes again he was staring straight up into Rose's chest.
"Foxy you ok?" asked a concerned Rose.
"What the hell was that? Everything felt so good and then it all went away so quickly."
"You don't know how good you look now, quickly get up and see for yourself." Rose grabbed Michael by the shoulder and helped him to sit up. He went light headed for a minute as blood poured out of his head but Michael was fine. Although he wasn't entirely what had changed on him, instinctively his paw went to his manhood and gave it a few rubs and grabs. Nothing seemed different down there. He reached his arm behind his back to itch a scratch and only then caught a glimpse of the transformation. Rose looked on eagerly was her boyfriend realized what was different.
He was grown visibly more muscular. Michael looked at his bicep as he flexed it up and down itching his back. When fully flexed there was a visible lump. He laughed a little and then beheld the rest of his body. His paws ran across his chest, the formation of his pectorals could be felt. Slowly his paws reached his stomach where the small cushion of fat had shrank away leaving the beginnings of six pack abs. His legs that were crossed Indian style didn't seem to have changed very much, however that didn't matter to Michael.
"Holy crap! Look at me, I've got muscles!" Michael kept flexing his arm and staring at it as if he had never seen anything like it before in his life.
"Oh yes you do and just wait till you get to grow again. You see there's reason behind the alternating colors on the dial." Rose draped herself on Michael, placing his arm firmly up against her bra and its payload, Michael tool notice. She was about as large as she had been earlier, a solid B.
"Well I see you also grew some, but what do you mean by that?" Michaels eyes playfully looked from Rose's face into her burgeoning chest. It was still small but would soon be overflowing her bra. Rose's smile widened,
"Well you see while the girls have the panties that only make our boobs bigger, you and Andy get to grow in two ways. All the better to pleasure your mates of course. The numbers in yellow indicate when you'll gain muscle mass and definition. The red numbers on the other hand mark when your cock and balls will grow. So hopefully you'll be getting bigger and bigger and bigger until you don't fit in your briefs anymore, hehe."
Rose took her hand and placed it on top Michaels underwear and moved it higher up his body each time she said bigger. The mere thought of what was still to come made Andrew and Michael anticipate the next round. Susan looked at Andrew and chuckled as she stroked his member through his underwear. Andrew enjoyed the little tease, "Michael come on, your right the night is still young, so lets do some more card playing."
Michael agreed and picked up the deck and shuffled twice. As quickly as he could he passed the cards around. Face up Michael had an ace, Rose a five, Andrew a seven again, and Susan had once again had a face card.
"Aha ha ha ha, twenty one baby." Michael flipped his second card over and leaned back smiling.
"Well your not the only one." Susan flipped over her second card reveling another ace. She smiled. Rose and Andrew took hits, Rose went over and Andrew ended just shy of twenty one. Again he wouldn't be growing on his own accord .
"Man," Andrew exclaimed in frustration, "This just isn't my night when it comes to cards."
"Ah honey that's ok, I'll let have my win, so you to grow this time round." Susan snuggled up to the collie and hugged his arm. Andrew felt the softness of Susan's large bosoms pressing against him. He couldn't wait until Susan was bigger. While Andrew reached to embrace his mate with his spare arm, Susan slipped a paw onto his groin and turned his dial to the left.
Andrew drew a heavy breath as he felt the effects come into play for the first time. Susan clamped her hands around his forearm hoping to feel some of the expansion. Andrew moaned out a sultry "Ohh yeahhh" as the pulsing heat overtook him. Within twenty seconds all of the body fat on Andrew was gone. He had developed almost the same amount of muscle as Michael though he still lacked much of any definition. Susan removed her hands and jumped onto Andrew, kissing him deeply.
As their lips joined and tongues danced about each other, Michael and Rose sized each other up. In the end the foxes would wait until they had gotten bigger before they started to loose their resolve.
When the kiss finally ended Michael had reshuffled the deck and was waiting with Rose for the next hand. The odds were fifty-fifty that one of the males was going to be growing for their mate by the end of this round. Susan who had been quite turned on by the whole experience thus far, had her sexual arousal taken to the next level when Rose described what the boxer briefs would do when they were turned up again. Susan and Rose both had fantasies through out their lives, Rose many more then Susan, about having a partner who's genitals were the size of an equestrian counterpart. That of course was about to come true.
The cards were handed out and everyone had a face card up. This time the stakes were going to be high. Michael peeked under his card, another face. He was in good hands with a solid twenty off the draw. Rose and Andrew weren't doing so hot. Rose got a five placing her in a bad position and Andrew had a four leaving him in a slightly better place.
Susan managed another eight. Glances were exchanged, poker faces gained and lost, and everyone looked at everyone else's recent addition making concentration just that much more difficult. In the end Rose didn't take a hit hoping that everyone else would go over.
Andrew drew another five and tied Michael. Susan nibbled on her finger pondering the chance of her getting a three but decided against it. Michael called for everyone to reveal his or her hands. Needless to say he was quite happy with the results. Andrew and him would get the pleasures of growing again.
The males faced their respective mates so that they could get a full view of the much anticipated enlargements. Once before Rose had coaxed Michael into inflating his scrotum. This involved using an IV needle injected into his scrotum to literally inflate it like an oversized water balloon with distilled water. It was quite an experience but that couldn't compare to what happened next. Michael turned the dial up to the red number two.
Within seconds the warmth returned but instead of moving out all over his body, its stayed put and intensified. The heat didn't throb this time around either, instead Michael's member throbbed. It felt like he was getting an erection even though he was already as hard as steel. With each surge of blood down below the bulge in Michael's pants became much more visible, pushing its way towards the waistband. Michael's eyes rolled back in his head as he laid down backwards on the pillows making his erection even more prominent.
After at least two inches of growth in length and an inch in girth which couldn't be seen yet, the heat shifted from the shaft of his penis and lowered to its base. Michael suddenly felt like someone was pushing on his testicles from the inside out. On top of that there was the unmistakable sensation as though another pair of hands were pulling on his scrotal skin. Next to the long bulge in his pants two smaller ones formed next to each other.
Rose liked what she was seeing. Now not only had Michaels penis grew but his testicles and scrotum also enlarged. After growing from the size of walnuts to at least handballs, the heat started to subside. Michael looked down at him self and couldn't help but smile and laugh drunkenly.
"So there big boy, how do you feel?" Rose still stared at Michaels crotch as she came up along side of him. Her paw resting on his stomach.
"I can actually feel my balls, their huge! And just look at my cock, I mean Jesus this is something new!" Michael lifted up the elastic band and peered down getting a glimpse of the monster growing in his pants. Rose lifted her tail and dropped it into the opening hoping to pull down the underwear so that she too could get a good view of Michael's growth.
In response Michael let go of the elastic band, trapping the top part of Rose's tail in his pants. Rose giggled and wiggled the end of her tail, which was touching the top of Michael's lower head as fast as she could.
"That's enough Rose, wouldn't want to lose my self just yet." Michael carefully pulled her tail from his pants. "Andrew was that crazy or what?" He glanced across the table to see Andrew in a similar position. He was leaning back on his hands with his legs stretched out. Susan had her face sitting directly next to his crotch, her hand running up and down the huge bulge in the blue material. With each pass up the bulge Andrew drew in a heavy breath. Michael however noticed that Andrews's testicles hadn't enlarged as much as his. Not that that mattered much, bigger was better and everyone was getting bigger now.
Michael managed to get everyone back to the table with their games faces back on. It was a quick hand this time, all but Susan went over on their first hits. Susan gleefully clicked her panties up. The growth happened just as fast as it did last time; though as Susan grew larger and her bra became tighter, her nipples became erect and poked through the fabric creating uprisings in the middle of each bra cup. When all was said and done, Susan had added at least another cup and a half to her chest leaving her at a plump E. The bra, which had been rated for a much smaller load, started to dig into Susan's shoulders. The fix was quick and painless, though it almost caused Andrew to explode in his pants on the spot.
Susan let her left paw crawl up behind her back and unclasped the bra strap. The bra in return literally flew off of her chest a few inches towards Andrew. With out the bras support Susan's breasts shifted down slightly taking on a more natural appearance. They jiggled about now that they were released from their fabric constraints.
"Wow Susan, I've never seen boobs jiggle like that before." Andrew spoke but his face was cemented to the huge globes of fur.
"Oh really, well that's good. But I think they need to get a little bigger don't you?" Susan wiggled her upper torso about causing her breasts to shake about side to side. When they settled back down it was quite a site. They looked like perfectly shaped teardrops draped in Susan's lightly colored chest fur. Her areolas were hairless and pink with her large pale red nipples jutting out about an inch. Each nipple was easily as large round paw her thumb. Andrew started salivating in him mouth, he wanted to lick and suck on her nipples so bad.
Susan next used her paws to playfully bat her breasts from left to right making them jiggle like mounds of gelatin. Michael was starting to become entranced with the sight, but he managed to keep his composure again and tried to call the game back.
"Mike, I don't know about you but Black Jack is starting to get old, lets change the game or something."
"We've only played like five or six hands, you sure its getting old that fast?" Rose looked to Susan who was still entertaining Andrew with her massive chest.
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure this game is going down the tubes."
"Well you have any suggestions? 'Cause I don't know about you, but I'm not sure of any other quick games.
"How about we just call it quits and start having some fun with each other. You know and then maybe get Susan and Andrew involved also."
"Fun, ahaha, like what type of fun do you have in mind?" "Something like this, . . ." Rose lunged forward onto Michael and started kissing him. Michael closed his eyes and returned the long and sloppy kiss but soon realized what Rose had really meant. He felt a paw that wasn't his own run over the dial on his underwear. Rose had turned up his own dial.
Michael's eyes shot open and he pushed Rose off of him gently. He looked down in excitement and saw exactly what Rose had gone. Michaels dial now rested on red number ten. He looked back up at Rose's face. She smiled sweetly in return
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"How big is this going to make me?" Michael asked the question almost in a bizarre laugh. "Well you'll be almost big enough for me then, but only almost ." Rose winked and sat back to enjoy the show.
Michael tried to keep his breath under control as he felt like he was being submerged into an extremely hot Jacuzzi. The heat, almost burning in sensation this time around, spread out like wildfire circling major muscle groups and around Michael's groin. Andrew and Susan both stopped the petting session they had started and looked over to Michael who had stood up.
The pulsing returned. Michael looked at his arms as they swelled up larger with each passing second. At the same time pecks emerged from beneath his chest fur followed by not just a six-pack, but an eight pack of abdominals that looked as though they belonged to steroid junkie.
Though everyone else in the room was watching the transformation from the front, Michael's back muscles also exploded to master body builder proportions. Michael moved his arm about as the pulsing and heat continued, not seeming to fade this time so quickly. He could feel every muscle from his biceps and triceps to his neck and lower dorsal muscles twitching, trying to compensate for their new unexpected strength.
Michael's lower legs bulged with new power. With out even flexing his leg every one of the four muscles was clearly visible and defined. Michael's thighs thicken as all the fat was replaced and then some with new prime muscle. With in two minutes Michael had grown from just your average looking Joe into a fur that could win a strongman's competition in a heartbeat.
Eventually the pulsing subsided and the heat retreated to the area covered by Michael's boxer briefs. This was what Rose had been waiting for all night. Michael now looked down to his underwear. The burning sensation soon turned into an orgasmic mixture of heat and pleasure that swirled about the length of his shaft. It took all of his will not to rip off the briefs and start stroking himself.
Instead of the slow growth that happened last time as more and more blood flooded into his penis, the growth came in large bursts every time Michael clenched his gluteus. He could feel the material of the briefs rubbing up against his penis as it pushed ever closer towards the waistband. The bulge soon reached the upper limits of the underwear and started to push outwards. With each passing second the bulge grew more, eventually sliding down to the left pushing around the side of the fox. When the growth in length seemed finished and started to subside, Michael's briefs had been pulled out so tight by his manhood that part of the waistband wasn't touching his waist anymore. But the expansion was far from over.
Michael, who was in a state of shock from watching, now felt the heat start to swirl around the top of his shaft as well as along the very bottom. Nothing could have taken Roses gaze from the spectacle. Her eyes drank in the scene as though they had parched in a desert for months. Michael's bulge now stared to grow width-wise, stretching the fabric further with every heartbeat and surge of blood. His girth exploded nudging the head of his penis just slightly above the waistband. The next to increase in size was the head itself. Bright red due to the pressure being inserted on it, the bulbous head swelled forward on all sides until its look like the top of a mushroom sitting on top of a thick trunk.
The bigger it got, the more Rose's eyes popped out of her head. The way Michael was growing was better then she had ever imagined. Her own paw started to rub the large wet spot forming on the front of her panties. She dabbled with the idea of clicking herself up a few sizes, but decided to wait until Michael had finished his epic enlargement.
All at once just as the heat appeared to Michael to be departing, it all plunged into the area directly behind his scrotum.
Michael gulped as he felt the tightness and pulling sensation from before returning with a vengeance. With the clothing making up the briefs already stretched tight from the growth of his penis, the enlarging testicles were easy to see. At first the growth came in uneven bursts, small intervals of nothing followed by sudden explosions in their size. After about a minute of this the growth steadied out and turned more into a swelling.
Rose, Michael, Andrew, and Susan all stared in almost absolute silence. To Rose. it looked like another person had taken a hose and attached it to Michael's monstrous penis and turned it on. To Michael it felt something just like that. He could feel his torso starting to be pulled down under the weight of his expanding scrotum and testicles. Though he knew it was impossible, it seemed that his sac no longer contained his family jewels but two overfilled orbs that were still ballooning up.
The twin bulges underneath the one created by Michaels third arm soon started running out of room to grow into. They had already passed the size of baseballs and showed no signs of stopping. In a similar fashion to how Rose had burst out of her bra the first time the she showed Michael the growth panties, Michael's testicles suddenly burst out from under his briefs. Michael had now completely outgrown his underwear, it was a rather comical sight that caused Rose to giggle.
He had the head of penis pushed at least three inches out of the top of them with half of his reddish brown scrotum pulled tight on its huge contents hanging out of each leg hole. Finally when Michael thought he couldn't take any more of the heat, it disappeared.
"Rose?" Michael asked as he touched his new package to make it slightly more comfortable in this tight underwear.
"Yes foxy?"
"Do you think I'd be able to take this pair of underwear off so that I don't end up breaking it?"
"Well I think so, unless you want to get a little bigger for me." Rose looked at Michael with her best puppy dog eye face. Michael just laughed in return.
"I think that I've gotten big enough for one night. Want to see just how big that is?" Rose nodded and nearly ripped off his boxer briefs off with a single movement.
Michael stopped her and managed to get out of his confining underwear with out breaking them or hurting his new super sized equipment. Rose and Susan had never seen anything like it before other then in art and writing. Michael also took a minute to readjust his footing due to all the extra weight in his front. He had become absolutely huge. His penis which by now was at least as thick as his wrist and then some, stood at attention bobbing into the depression between his pectorals. It was easily two feet long, which a head that flared out making Rose's mouth water.
At its base Michael's scrotum dropped down under the strain of two testicles each at least the size large softballs. "Oh my, . . ."Other then that Rose was speechless. She took one of her hands and started to rub the middle of Michaels shaft while the other one groped his scrotum. She playfully squeezed one of the testicles, her paw barley could fit around half of it. Michael groaned in pleasure as a large glob of pre oozed out of the top of his lower head.
"I guess these babies are full to capacity, hehe" Rose took another squeeze, which resulted in a larger amount of pre pouring out.
"Oh you have no idea." Michael's speech turned into a gurgle as Rose took her other paw from his scrotum and started to masturbate Michael. Rose also found time to turn up her own panties two clicks. In time Rose had surpassed even Susan's size up top, looking like she had placed two small watermelons under her bra.
Michael got to feel the growth with his paws and eventually to start playing with her expanded chest. Rose's bra soon went the way of Michael's underwear and Susan's bra and ended up crumbled on the floor as Michaels muzzle went nose first into the cleavage that was now completely exposed. Rose kept on rubbing Michael as she got her half of the pleasure as Michael skillful licked and tickled her nipples with his tongue.
All the while Susan and Andrew could only stare at the intimate encounter going on in front of them. It was like being on the set of a porno from the twilight zone. As Rose clicked up her panties several digits to make her chest big enough to fit Michael's cock in-between, Susan looked at Andrew. Andrew looked back and smiled a dubious little smile. He turned up his dial to eleven as Susan turned her own dial up to thirteen. She was never one to be out done in size. It was going to be a long night.
Epilogue:
The crazy foursome did indeed last into the wee hours of the morning. The very next day Michael had to call up a specialized cleaning company to come in and clean his living room. When they crew arrived they were shocked at the mess and the overwhelmingly pungent smell of musk. The crew chief asked what happened there and what exactly was the thick, crusty white residue everywhere. Michael simple replied, "What happened; well lets just an experiment gone horribly wrong for the better. As what exactly is everywhere, umm, . . . it's a protein; a naturally occurring protein."
After that Michael and the rest of the foursome left for the beaches. What ensued was the talk of the town later that night. Before getting into their bathing suits everyone in the group hopped into their special undergarments and cranked up their dials to five. Andrew and Michael walked in front with their girlfriend to either side. The males were buffed out enough to make any males jealous and had a bulge in their Speedos big enough to make any female do a double take. Andrew and Michael strutted their stuff enjoying every second of head turning attention they were getting.
The females were the epitome of every male teen furs wet dream. Susan wore her smallest string bikini, which she was practically bursting out of. Rose never the modest one, also wore an extremely revealing bikini though her top piece wasn't as small as Susan's. Rose instead had on a form fitting two piece with a watermelon print on it. Everyone got a kick out of it.
They also laughed as male after male stopped and stared at them, each pitching a tent in their swim wear. In the end, each had a great time, Andrew and Susan left back for Pennsylvania with their new underwear in tow, Michaels living room was restored to normal, and finally Michael and Rose would have some alone time. However Rose's birthday was just around the corner and Michael was going to have to think of some way of repaying Rose for everything she had done. Luckily for him he knew just the place to go gift shopping: Joanna's Adult Specialties and Fetishes.
What will happen to Andrew and Susan when they return back home?
Will Michael be able to find a gift kinky enough in time for Rose's birthday?
What will happen when both Michael and Rose turn their dials up to twenty?
Will the author ever include a god damn sex scene?(Yes in the next story!!)
For the love of god, please,
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