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Emily's nose twitched in her sleep, the smell of scrambled eggs embracing her olfactory sense. Her eyes clenched slightly, and then opened slowly, and groggily she rolled to her rump and sat up. Lifting her arms over her head, she stretched and gave a wide yawn, her predatory mouth opening wide enough to make mice and squirrels whimper. She giggled at that thought, looking about the room, wondering if any micros were watching her. She had spent the night at KC's place, and his house had been converted to allow micros to easier move around. The decorative trim on the walls, for example, concealed a ladder that would allow micros to climb to a higher position. What appeared to be a purely decorative border that ran around the room, roughly eye level with KC, was a platform so that micros could address the echidna properly. KC had said his house was empty when Emily was invited over, but she wasn't sure if he would count tinies as occupants.

In the end, she shrugged, and pulled the bed sheet off her fur. Not like she cared if tiny eyes decided to sneak a peek at her. She found it almost flattering. She stood, and wandered to the mirror, looking herself over. Even having just woken up, she looked fine. Long locks of blonde-golden hair stretched down her body, almost to her tail. It was knotted and stringy, but unfortunately KC didn't seem to have hairbrush that would work for her long hair. He only had smaller brushes, meant to brush fur instead of hair. She looked herself over, taking a moment to idly squeeze her breasts, pushing them together, pushing them up, trying to make them look larger somehow. She had an athlete's body; slender with a layer of muscle just beneath the fur and skin. When she was on a jobsite with her brother, Ty, she could hoist and lift heavy bags as well as any of the stocky construction workers. She could run a mile in under five minutes and not even be out of breath. And none of that changed the fact that her breasts were small and her hips were narrow.

Her clothes from yesterday were dirty, so she took one of KC's jerseys from out of the closet and pulled it over her head. Taking one more glance around the room, sure (or perhaps hoping) she would see a micro watching her; she rolled her eyes and headed out, soon finding KC in the kitchen. Her didn't hear her as she entered. Her dainty feet didn't make a noise as she approached him. That was a side effect of her training. She simply did not know how to walk while letting her paws make a sound. KC jumped slightly when she finally slipped her hands around his waist and hugged him from behind. "Good morning, big guy."

KC looked over his shoulder, down at the petite vixen who was standing behind him, hugging and nuzzling his bare back. KC was only wearing a pair of black boxers which, of course, had his favorite team's logo over the ass. She gave his rump a little squeeze, before backing away, allowing him to turn around to face her. He shut off the stove and took the pan off, before looking to Emily, and smiling. "How did you sleep?"

Emily reached back, and gently stroked under her rump cheek. "Still a bit sore from last night, but pretty good. You don't have any micros staying here, right?"

"No, why?"

"I thought I smelled a rat in my room." She rubbed her belly gently. "It made me a bit hungry, to be honest. Hungry for something yummy. Something thick and meaty, and fresh." She stroked over his chest gently.

KC smiled. "Do you want steak and eggs, are you referring to the crude double entendre?"

Emily yawned softly. "I would have come up with something more clever, but I just woke up."

KC softly stroked her face, running a finger from her cheek, down her long muzzle, giving a soft pat to the nose. Emily leaned forward, and softly kissed KC on the chest. KC's fur was something beautiful. He was mostly cyan, but his belly was a creamy sort of color, and she always liked to imagine she could taste heavy cream when she licked him. She lifted to her toes, kissing KC on the goatee that was growing over his chin, and then carefully lowered onto her knees. She continued to softly kiss and nuzzle over KC's creamy underside as she lowered, paying particular attention to his tummy, which she nuzzled and licked as she reached her arms around him.

Her claws dug into KC's cream colored buttocks, making him yelp. She dragged her claws through his fur, eventually coming to the sides of his hips, and she carefully hooked her fingers into the elastic rim of his boxers. Sliding them down slowly, she revealed his cream colored groin, and the sheath that hid the meat she desired. She carefully, slowly, pushed her wet nose into his crotch, breathing in the warm musk that rolled out of him in waves. The coldness of her snout tickled KC, and to brace himself he reached down, and softly gripped the vixen's hair. "Emily," he muttered, but his voice was quickly lost. He leaned back and rested his rump and tail on the oven. It wasn't on or hot, but there was a residual heat that felt quite good on his cheeks and the underside of his tail, a sweet contrast against the wet, cold nose that was massaging his front.

Emily brushed her tongue against the warm erection that was just now peeking out of the sheath. KC tasted musky and rich, a flavor she could never get enough of, and puckering her lips into a kiss, she suckled on his erection like a stretch of spaghetti. She licked and nuzzled gently, keeping her lips pressed hard into KC's pubic fur so she could inhale his rich musk, and give his growing shaft a warm place to rest. Pressed so tight, his erection was never touched by the cool, outside air. As it continued to fill her mouth, she suckled and licked, stretching her tongue forward to give it a path to follow. "E-emily..."

She pulled her head back slowly, and took a moment to examine the erection, with a shining sheen of saliva coating it. A string of drool connected her quivering upper lip to the engorged flesh. She ran her tongue over the top of his erection, all the way up to his pubic fur before she pushed her rump back and got onto all fours to better service him. To her surprise, she felt something keeping her from backing up fully. She looked over her shoulder, seeing her ass pressed right up against a wall that hadn't been there when they had stared.

"Emily!"

Emily looked up at KC, to see he was bending over her. He was hunched, because the roof had somehow lowered down and was pressed right against his back. The stove whined suddenly, and then collapsed, and KC fell to a seated position before her. Emily looked back over the wall, and kicked a paw through it, giving her at least some room to back away from the growing echidna.

"What's happening?!" Emily screamed.

Now that he was sitting, KC wasn't hunched as painfully, and could easier look down at himself. His arms, which before had been toned, had gained a significant amount of muscle mass. Bulges could be seen pushing out of his biceps, and he took a moment to flex. His chest too, and his abdomen especially, was now toned and muscular, ridges carved into the creamy underside of his stomach. He looked forward, at Emily, who sat back on her legs and examined herself. She had clearly grown along with him, but most of all, her breasts had gotten a little larger, a little plumper and fuller, though given her prior A-cups, that wasn't saying much. Perhaps now she had a pair of B+s.

"I... I don't know but... uhm..." KC swallowed a bit nervously. "Y-you really look great. Not that you didn't before, but now..."

Emily blushed and looked down. KC's legs were thick and powerful now, the muscles of his thighs pressed up against the tightened cyan fur. She should be panicking. She should be screaming and worried, but all she could think about was the breathlessness that quaked through her chest and made her shiver. KC's erection was still engorged, still pounding and filling with blood. Veins poked out of the pinkish skin, the purple lines easy to trace with her leering eyes. She looked down at her breasts, and gave them a tentative squeeze, shivering at the feel of her claws poking into the pockets of fat and fur. "I know about those magazines," Emily said, sweeping her legs out from under her and now sitting, resting her head and upper body against a far wall. She continued idly playing with one of her tits, and spread her legs, revealing her lower groin. "I know how much you love big breasts."

On all fours (as much for dramatic effect as that the roof was now too low), KC crawled over towards her. His erection swayed as his hips shifted side to side, the organ slapping wetly against his furry thighs. His urge was to shove himself inside the vixen, whose legs were spread wide apart, but his eyes were fixated on her breasts, which had grown into full and flawless B-cups. KC slowly crawled forward, placing his hands and knees down around the vixen so he corralled her with his limbs. Lifting his tail and carefully sitting down, he very gently rested his rump down on her hips. Taking firm hold of Emily's plumped breasts, he gave them a soft, slow squeeze, revealing in the warm feel. Her nipples were a rich, chocolate brown, and he slowly dipped his head to give them a nibble. He started on the nipple alone. They were hard and erect, and delicious under his small tongue and front teeth. But soon he wanted more, and opened his mouth to take in the entirety of the boob, suckling and nibbling through the fur, always paying special attention to her erect tits.

He could tell Emily was enjoying it, by how she held his head. Sometimes she tugged his ear, which he knew was punishment for getting a bit too aggressive with his biting. But when she stroked his cheek or toyed with his dreadlocks, he knew he was doing well. His green eyes swiveled up and he watched as Emily's head tilted back. A trickle of drool ran down her long muzzle. KC smiled at the pleasure he could cause, and turned his attention to her other boob. Opening his mouth wide, he gathered the entire breast into his maw and gave it an affectionate suckle.

The entire time, they were growing. It wasn't long before KC felt the roof once more on his back, Emily felt the house's front wall on her crown. Annoyed, KC swung an arm above him, smashing it through the roof of his house, which also caused the walls to lose their integrity. All walls fell in an instant, kicking a cloud of dust into the air. The crumbling of an entire house caused many of KC neighbors to come out, and they were treated to a sight of the now giant vixen and echidna looking to them, a red blush across their respective muzzles.

And yet, KC didn't care. He leaned down, and gave Emily a soft lick over the cheek. He looked around, smiling at all the neighbors that were now staring at him, as he gently pushed Emily onto her back. He kept her pinned, as he scooted his lower half forward, carefully sitting on her stomach while keeping most of his weight on his folded legs.

"You sure you don't mind them watching?" KC asked, gesturing to the gawking masses that, for whatever reason, had not decided to run away screaming. This was a city of macros, who usually dealt with tinies scurrying about. Perhaps it was awe inspiring to see a pair of macro macros in their midst.

Emily smiled and tilted her head back, resting it in the middle of the street. "Let them enjoy the show," she said with a giggle.

KC carefully took a breast in each hand, and gently pulled them apart. Scooting his hips forward just a little more, his aching, enormous shaft came to rest between the two massive boobs, which were growing larger right before his eyes. Slowly, he pushed the breasts together, squeezing his erection between them and almost making him collapse.

Emily gently took his hands, and guided them to the side of her head where he could better brace himself. His claws dug into the ground and he locked his elbows, holding himself up despite how much he was shaking. His muscles had continued to grow, getting larger and thicker. Even beneath his fur, he looked chiseled and defined, and it was that strength that allowed him to keep himself up. Emily took hold of her breasts, and pushed them together, holding the erection tight between her large breasts. The embrace was comparable to shoving into her nethers, but between her breasts it was warm and dry and made for a completely new sensation. And her breasts were delightfully plump and squishy; they conformed so perfectly to the protruding veins and the ridges that lined his very large girth.

Digging his claws into the ground, he gave a tentative hump, and tilted his head back, seeing stars. His testicles were dragged along the fuzz on her ribs. His erection was squeezed tight between her large breasts, and every individual fur on her boobs brushed against his aching flesh. He pushed hard, and then when he pulled back, a heavy stream of cream oozed out of his erection's tip, wetting the fur. He drove himself forward again, and this time the fur was wet and slick but no less warm to the touch.

Emily was vaguely aware that her rate of growth had increased, along with the lust that was burning inside her. She could feel her feet pressed up against a distant house, a moment later she had kicked her way through it. She was worried she might have killed someone, but the friction of the rock hard erection between her breasts meant there were few other thoughts on her mind. Eyes open, she stared at the chiseled chest of KC, his muscles seemed to bulge each time he thrust, each time a spurt of cream washed over her silky fur.

KC closed his eyes tight, feeling his testicles begin to bulge. His breathing was labored, as he pulled back, and thrust forward suddenly, a long spurt of cream splashing on Emily's throat and chin. She licked the cream away, staring at the impressive pink shaft that was right at her face. She tilted her head back, bucking suddenly, and bouncing up and down, before a spurt of cream exploded out of KC's engorged shaft. Fortunate for Emily, her head was tilted back, so the white washed over her jaw line and chin, over her chest, and of course a flood of white splashed onto the surrounding streets and houses. A few unlucky people who had dared to venture closer to the spectacle suddenly found themselves washed away on a wave of white cream. KC continued thrusting and humping, as Emily squeezed her breasts tightly together, or eased the pressure and allowed his slides the freedom to move.

KC finally tilted his head back, another spurt of white shooting out of him before he almost fell back. He managed to lift one leg and swing over Emily, and then lay down parallel to her, crushing several houses under him as he settled on his side. Emily sat up and wiped her face clean of the heavy cream that was coating her muzzle. She was panting softly, feeling an aching burn in her loins. KC sat up weakly, tired, panting from the release. Despite that, his erection was still rock hard between his perfectly chiseled thighs.

The houses around them were now the size of their hand. Emily tested this by placing her paw gently on the roof of a house, noting that, if she wanted to, she could crush it flat against the ground without too much effort. She didn't want that though, and very slowly, very carefully, got up. Her paws had to rest in streets several blocks apart. If any of the residents of the neighborhood happened to look up, they would be given a truly epic sight of Emily's thighs, which quite literally went on for miles. And between the gorgeous legs were the dribbling, hungry lips. She was so desperate for some sort of relief, the burning inside her so intense; she reached a quivering hand down between her legs to relieve the ache.

KC was not quite as careful as Emily in getting to his feet. A couple cars were flatted beneath his truly massive feet, but at least he didn't think he crushed any of his neighbors, it wasn't exactly easy to tell. He could see little creatures squirming around him, through the neighborhood, trying to get away. They all looked like little bugs now, even smaller than micros looked to him when he was normal. If he leaned close to the ground, he could make out some familiar people, but when he stood tall and was in the clouds, it was impossible.

His attention once more turned to Emily, who was whimpering and whining as she tried to alleviate the pain in her belly. Try as she might, her fingers just were not enough, and in desperation she thought of sitting down on a large group of the specks running around her feet and forcing them inside her. Or picking up one of the cars from the street, and thrusting it into her depths. KC took her in a hug, (she almost jumped, she had been so focused on her own pleasure, she had barely noticed him.) He tilted her head up to his, and kissed her gently on the lips, before slowly lowering onto his knees, just as she had done to him when they were still small and in his house.

For the people beneath the two gigas, the once blue sky was now a pair of massive, vanilla buttocks of the titanic echidna. The creamy cheeks grew larger and larger, as the echidna's muscular legs began to tense and grow taut and he squatted slowly. They assumed they would all die, squished beneath the two mounds of flesh that were as larger than the houses that surrounded them, but the buttocks stopped before touching the ground and killing thousands. They stopped before crushing houses, even. The thousands of people in the street, all looking up, were treated to an amazing sight as KC spread his legs a little wider apart. In doing so, his buttocks began to spread, and the tender flesh of his crack, as well as his quivering hungry pucker became increasingly apparent. His massive testicles, each the size of a house, hung low. His erection as well, still engorged and hanging between his legs, was now mere inches from rubbing against the ground. With his continued growth, it seemed that any moment the dribbling head would be in contact with the street. Already a steady stream of white was oozing down the length and washing over the concrete.

None of that mattered to KC though. His only thought was of Emily. As much as it pained her, she kept her arms at her sides, her nails digging into the fur on her thighs. She shivered when KC placed his hands on her legs, bracing himself, and then leaned his nose forward to nuzzle her quivering lips, quite expertly actually. She gave out a relieved sigh when she finally felt his tongue brush over her vagina, and tilted her head back, feeling slightly wobbly. KC pulled his head back, and licked again.

Just the feel of his tongue brushing over her flesh was relieving. Her toes dug into the road that she stood on, forming deep gashes and sending tremors through the sidewalks. But she wanted more, and gripping KC's head gently, she pulled him until his muzzle had slipped into the warmth of her gripping walls.

KC breathed softly, the scent of woman rich, if not overwhelming. His eyes swiveled up slightly, to see the pleading look spread across Emily's face. KC had never seen her like this: desperate and eager, her lip quivering, tears blinking at the corners of her eyes. KC smiled, though she could not see given how deep his muzzle was buried into her. Opening his mouth very gently, he softly slipped his tongue out, and pressed into her nethers.

Emily began to wiggle and quake, her dancing feet crashing into a few of the miniscule buildings around her. KC settled a little fuller, feeling a couple squishes and wiggles under his rump, but he hoped those were simply abandoned cars and houses. Besides, they actually felt quite good on his cheeks, like a small, but brief, massage. Sitting carefully, he got into a better position just beneath Emily, and began to softly delve his tongue into her passage, reaching as far as he could go, and wrestling with her walls with his tongue.

He knew he did good by how she stroked his head, and playfully tugged at his dreadlocks. He reached his tongue as far as he could go, and then pulled it out, wiggling it side to side so he might fight her madly gripping walls. He tugged his tongue out, giving her one final lick over her nether lips, and then thrust his tongue in once more, this time making her snap her jaws and give a low roar, as her body quaked. KC did not let up on the affection though. Softly, gently, but always forcefully, he plunged his tongue deeper inside her, wiggling it side to side. Sometimes he nibbled gently on the tender inside of her thighs.

Emily had never felt such build up inside her before. She had felt lust and desire, but now it was like a pain that she needed to leave her, and shoving KC's head deeper inside her, she reared forward and felt herself bubble up, before finally feeling herself release a great tide. KC had to pull his head away, less he drown in the orgasm, and all her juice was left to plummet down to the ground below, washing the streets and buildings in her heavy cream. KC took a deep breath, and then resumed licking, nuzzling, kissing and thrusting his tongue forward inside of her. Emily whined, bracing herself on KC's thick, powerful shoulders, less she fall over. One knee did give out though, and she suddenly hit the ground hard. She fell forward, against KC, and braced herself, her orgasm still running out between her legs, wetting her thighs and saturating the ground.

"We're massive," she muttered, looking down, while still leaning close to KC. "It's like looking at a map. I can see all the little cities and mountains, but they're so tiny."

"There are a million people looking up at us now," KC whispered. "Why don't we give them a nice show?"

She had just released, and yet the craving, the fire in her belly, had come back even stronger. It was some sort of addiction; the more she received, the more she wanted, and even knowing that, the fire in her belly was all she could think of. She wanted, she needed to sate the ever growing hunger.

Standing, and turning slowly, she lowered onto all fours and lifted her tail straight to the sky, presenting herself, desperate that something massive would come along and sate her. Her breasts, which had grown massive and swollen, actually rested on the ground, smothering a significant portion of the landscape. She imagined she could feel little tickles against her fur and especially her sensitive teat. Perhaps all those under her were still alive. Perhaps she was so massively large, that the weight distribution spared anyone from getting crushed out right. If they did die though, she hoped they died happy. She did try to careful, trying to select spots on the landscape that seemed barren of cities, and carefully braced herself for what was to come.

KC was truly a sight. Every muscle was perfectly chiseled on his gorgeous form. His abs were a set of rolling hills that stretched down his cream colored belly. His pectorals were a pair of tectonic plates that shifted and flexed with each movement of the arms that bulged and rippled. He reached down, and very gently took hold of Emily's cheeks. Deciding better, however, KC nudged her in the side. Although she was worried about what damage she would cause, she did indeed roll onto her back, displaying her massive body to him.

KC crawled onto her, his erection swaying side to side, dribbling a steady stream of white cream out of its tip. Aiming his erection to the quivering, hungry lips of her vagina, he scooted forward on his knees and pressed his engorged head into her.

Emily sighed in relief, the bulk of his penis inside her sating the hunger she was feeling. She rested an arm under her head, and then reached her free hand up to her huge tit. She softly squeezed and massaged it, pinching her nipple between two fingers. KC slowly wrapped his arms around her neck, hugging and kissing her. To sate her desperation, he slowly humped into her dribbling lips. At first he worried he was humping too hard. He worried he might be hurting her. But how Emily screamed and growled, shivering and whimpering, he knew he was doing well. And it felt so incredible.

Every time he humped, he wanted to hump deeper. Every sensation he felt, he wanted something more intense. Emily was gripping his erection with her eager lips, squeezing his massive cock tighter and tighter. Her claws dug into the ground before her, digging up massive holes in the country side. She drooled, arched her back, and then set her head down and heaved heavy breaths. Drips of drool oozed past her lips. She lay there, limp, her body only twitching when lightning ran through her and she found herself whining and gasping for more.

KC pulled his erection out slowly, savoring each squeeze and clench that her wildly gripping muscles gave him. He allowed his engorged tip to remain inside her, having her lips grip and clench on his dribbling head, before he suddenly slammed his hips forward, driving himself inside farther than he had before. The ground shook, as the two titans slammed together, and Emily's roar of bliss was heard on the other side of the world. She felt her body tense tight, every muscle in her body locking into one, as gallons upon gallons of seed were suddenly shot into her, washing her gripping walls. KC arched his back, placing his paws on her large breasts and giving them a tight squeeze, as he sprayed madly into her, humping furiously, desperate to drive himself deeper.

In unison, they roared and screamed, their creams mixing and dribbling out of Emily's tight lips. KC continued to hump and hump, trying so hard to squeeze out a few more drops of juice, but it seemed even his bottomless lust had its limits. He wanted more. He wanted more, but try as he might, there didn't seem to be anything left inside him, and so he slumped down and relaxed, Emily in his arms.

"The urges, I think they're sated, for now. And I think we stopped growing." KC looked down at himself.

"It doesn't hurt anymore," he said. "But I can feel the lust building." Emily smiled. "Lets go again."

KC blushed slightly, and nodded. He set his head down a moment, just to catch his breath before he dove right in.