Payload
?Payload
By Danath www.furaffinity.net/user/danath
Hypr (c) his player www.furaffinity.net/user/hypr
* * *
"Target is in sight."
"Copy. Don't lose him. Is the payload ready?"
"Affirmative."
* * *
Hypr stretched his arms over his head and yawned. It had been a long day at work and the walk home was tiring him out. The heat of the afternoon had faded somewhat, but the evening sun was strong and Hypr was panting. Spotting a vending machine outside of a gas station, the tuxedo cat headed off the sidewalk towards it, pulling his wallet from his back pocket as he went.
The skinny black and white feline stuck a dollar in the machine and punched up a cola. Just as he popped the top, the door to the gas station burst open and a black-suited Doberman ran straight into him. Hypr got the worst of it, being a good foot shorter than the canine. Hypr stumbled backwards and fell on his rump, but managed to keep his paw around his drink. The Doberman barely glanced at him.
"Hey! What's the idea?" Hypr yelled after him, but the canine got into a large black SUV and took off, kicking up a cloud of dust and fumes.
The feline coughed and held his arm over his white muzzle. His eyes were watering by the time the dust settled and he stood up, blinking rapidly.
* * *
"Payload delivered."
"Wait... what is the delivery vehicle?"
"Dropped it in his soda."
There was a long pause.
"Repeat."
"I... uh, I dropped it in his soda?"
"Well... crap."
* * *
Hypr wiped his eyes dry on the back of his arms and then lifted the soda to his muzzle. The sharp coldness of the drink mad him purr as he took a few swallows.
Feeling much better, he brushed off his white t-shirt and khaki shorts as he walked back to the sidewalk and headed towards his house.
The white and black feline took another long drink from the can. Finding it perfect to combat the all encompassing heat, he guzzled it down greedily. It tasted extra sweet and delicious, probably because he was so warm to start, he figured. Each drop felt like it was renewing his body - he shivered as he felt the coldness travel all the way down into his belly. His stride increased in length and the feline rumbled loudly as his sandals slapped against the pavement.
* * *
"Confirm: delivery system was in caffeinated beverage?"
"Con... confirmed, Alpha."
"Follow target! Sending backup."
"Why?"
"You didn't read the mission brief, did you?"
* * *
Hypr paused and sniffed the air. The sweet scent of freshly-cut grass wafted past his broad muzzle. Ears flicking and tail swaying, he abruptly changed course, heading towards the large park. It would take a bit longer to get home, but a stroll through the trees sounded like a good way to relax.
The feline drained the rest of the soda and smacked his lips. Spotting a garbage can, he flicked the can from his fingertips and watched as it sailed more than fifty feet through the air. It bounced on the rim of the wire-frame garbage basket and then plopped inside.
Realizing what he'd just accomplished, Hypr paused mid-stride.
"Hell of an arm!"
Hypr grinned at an old mixed-breed canine sitting on a bench nearby. The old dog was leaning heavily on his walking stick.
"I used to have an arm like that..."
Hypr nodded and started walking again. He stretched out his arms, trying to work the tightness out of them. Lucky shot with the can, he thought. One in a million.
Lifting both paws over his head, the feline stretched out fully, working the kinks out of his back. He really needed to relax more, he decided, inhaling deeply.
His ears perked at a sudden tearing noise and he glanced down. Both shoulders of his t-shirt were straining around his biceps and the seams were starting to go. That was unusual, but for some reason it didn't really bother Hypr. He was feeling better by the moment. Frisky, even. Suddenly outgrowing his t-shirt seemed like the most normal thing in the world.
* * *
"Target is reacting."
"Readings?"
"Height increasing rapidly, as is internal skelature."
"Any conflicts with delivery method?"
"Negative. Subject appears... happy."
* * *
Hypr nearly giggled as he broke into a light jog. He felt incredible. Kicking off his sandals - which were too tight anyways - he headed off the cobblestone path into the grass, going deeper into the park. The feel of the warm ground between his toes made him smile all the more.
He paused to take another deep breath. This time, his shirt didn't survive. The formerly rail-thin feline's chest burst from the fabric, leaving it in shreds and tatters. His newly swollen chest was covered with massive pectoral muscles and a deep set of abdominals. His back and sides matched, causing his pelt to ripple and pull around the massive growths under his fur. His khaki shorts grew taut around his hips and thighs as he lowered his arms back to his sides and purred deeply.
Distracting him from the sudden appearance of his immense new muscles, Hypr felt the front of his shorts stretch almost painfully around his sheath. He could feel his cock pushing out of it, inch after inch, as a sudden heat rushed through him. His deltoids and biceps flexed as he ran his paws around the large growth in his shorts and leaned his head back on a comforting pillow of shoulder muscles.
* * *
"Growth is accelerating."
"Copy - keep following. Any witnesses?"
"No, subject is out of view in the park."
* * *
Hypr grinned and snicked out a single claw, then neatly sliced the front of his shorts. Immediately an enormous length of half-hard feline shaft spilled out, ripping the hole more widely. Two giant spheres strained at the legs of the shorts; white fur poked through the fabric.
The tuxedo cat's cock swung down heavily, dropping nearly to his knees. Hypr moaned deeply and slid his palms over his belly and chest, gasping at the feel of his newly grown body. He felt incredibly strong and powerful. The cat leaned against a tree as his panting grew in volume.
Hypr stumbled forward. With a great tearing noise, the tree toppled over. Its roots pulled out of the earth, sending dirt flying. The cat regained his balance and stared - the tree was at least forty feet tall and several feet thick, yet he had inadvertently toppled it by merely leaning against it.
Grinning hugely, Hypr did a few squats, watching as his bulging thighs swelled even larger, until they matched the width of his awesome chest. The throbbing head of his cock dropped into the grass, making him shiver. His shorts burst and floated to the ground in tatters, freeing his heavy balls from the tight confines of the restrictive cloth.
Moaning deeply now, Hypr sprang back up gleefully. When he landed, the ground shook. He looked around, realizing he had to be several feet taller than he was before. That was perfectly fine, he thought to himself. Meant he wouldn't get pushed around by Dobermans anymore.
* * *
"Report."
"Subject is... uh... examining... himself?"
"Can you be more specific?"
"He's masturbating. Vigorously."
"Any sign the control mechanisms have been effective?"
"Negative."
"Keep trying. Radio if you get results. The caffeine is interfering and accelerating his growth."
* * *
Hypr sprawled onto his backside with a happy grunt and stared up at the fading evening sky as he slowly ran his paws over his cock. It curved over his hard belly and lay between his thick pectorals, nestling into the deep white fur on his chest. The tip of his cock was twice the size of his own head; the shaft as thick as his waist.
Purring happily, Hypr wrapped his arms around his cock and thrust his hips, squeezing his cock down over his muzles. He gasped at the hypersensitivity along his shaft, then quickly closed his eyes as several thick bursts of pre-cum splattered out the tip.
Licking his lips, he giggled and smeared the pre-cum down over his cock, coating the underside so it was easier to stroke. He was producing incredible amounts - gallons, at least. Like a garden hose not quite turned off, the flow just kept splurting out in short jets that dribbled down onto his neck and chest.
The messiness only served to increase Hypr's arousal. Soon the feline was thrusting his hips faster and faster into his arms and against his chest. Muscles bulged and flexed around the male as his entire body continued to grow thicker, heavier, and taller.
But it was over all too soon. With a deep bass moan, the feline came.
Thick blasts of warm cum sprayed over the top of his ears. The first few jets struck a large oak tree that shook with the force of the blasts. Hypr's back curved, hips going up into the air, as his jerking shaft emptied slowly, taking nearly ten long minutes of constant cumming before his hugely swollen testicles drained.
It was another ten minutes before Hypr sat up, still breathing hard, and clambered onto his feet. He giggled happily as he glanced around and gave his immense cock a soft pat. Over fifteen feet tall and clocking in at over 800 pounds of pure muscle, the cat resembled his previous self only in the color of his pelt and eyes.
* * *
"Subject remains outside of our control. Growth parameters no longer apply."
"Options?"
"Subdue and capture."
"Proceed."
* * *
Hypr was in the middle of a scratch and stretch when something stung his shoulder. He growled and reached back, daintily plucking the long, eight-in dart from his bicep with two claws. The long, gleaming dart looked like a tiny pin in his fingers. He giggled and tossed it away, tail swaying heavily behind him, sending up a breeze that shook nearby bushes.
"Aw, that's not nice!" the feline said, grinning hugely.
A volley of dart erupted from nearby, sinking into Hypr's chest and legs and arms, over a dozen in all. The massive feline didn't even stagger - he just flexed, making all the dart pop out of his oversized body. Giving himself a shake, Hypr grinned and sniffed the air. Ignoring the various scents of fear from nearby people, he loped off towards the river. A swim sounded like a good way to end his wonderful evening.
* * *
"Subject is going towards water."
"Stop him! He can't be allowed to-*
"Control? Come in. Come in, control. Do you read?"
* * *
Hypr laughed as he cannonballed into the water, sending up a huge explosion of water and cleaning the thick strands of cum clinging to his pelt. The coldness was nice and pleasant after the warm evening sun, although he was a little disappointed the depth of the river was only enough to come up to his belly button.
He giggled again as he watched his thick, potent cum flow down the river away from him, swirling in the eddies and currents, and splashed about playfully. Wet, his pelt clung to his body, outlining every magnificent muscle clearly. Nearly cartoon-like in his proportions, Hypr was nevertheless agile and playful in the water, and once clean clambered out onto the banks.
The feline was larger than some of the trees in the park at just past twenty feet tall. He flexed and purred and shook himself dry, then yawned hugely. The sun was setting and it was a bit cool - time to head home for a nap.
Hypr rumbled deeply as his cock swung past his knees, nearly scraping the tops of his toes. His purrs were like the over-amplified bass on the noisiest cars and shook the very ground as he stomped towards the boundaries of the park.
* * *
"Repeat, subject is exiting the river. Control mechanism still not responding. Growth parameters greatly exceeded. Instructions requested."
"You know the water treatment plant is downstream from the subject?"
"What does that matter?"
"The payload is likely present in the subject's ejaculate and is not water soluble."
There was a long pause.
"We're gonna need bigger pants."