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The Adventures of Shock and Rock

Bustin' out all over!

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Morning is always an interesting time of the day for me. Despite the fact that I keep very odd hours in my job I'm still conditioned from my days as a tribal hunter to rise early, so regardless of if I go to bed at 10 pm or 4 am I'll still crack my eyes open every morning round about 7 or 8, charged up and ready to face the day. That's of course assuming I actually get any sleep, given my current status as a god of the natural world means I rarely need rest. It's frankly one of the few aspects to being what I am that I'd list as a drawback, since I enjoy many of the fun things that are most appropriately done in a bedroom.

Today, however, is one day where I actually get to indulge in such rare treats, awakening in the arms of my beloved skunk to the perfumed cocktail of blooming flowers, fresh cut grass and hot sex. We both spent a long night mending a combination of a broken rail bridge and an oil spill (amazing what one wrong turn along the river can cause) and came back utterly exhausted, although after curling up under the covers together we both agreed we weren't quite ready to sleep. Good thing too, smelling the heavy scents (our love making sessions tend to be pretty epic) just makes waking up that much more enjoyable.

Murring as a great paw sleepily trails itself across my chest, I lean over to kiss Kaiden awake. The action causes him to murmur something and then tuck his head inward to rest on the firm pillow of my pectoral. He's quite a heavy sleeper (rather apt given he's of the same element as a log) so my first challenge, and delight, is to get him up and ready. I start by going for his ear, tenderly nipping at the cute pink shell, which just makes him hold me tighter in his slumber. Encouraged by this I reach up and gently stroke his white mane, silk delicately trailing through my fingers while he tilts upward ever so slightly into my touch. He's reacting faster than usual, but that's fine by me. Though it's counter to what a bedroom is supposed to be used for, I enjoy being in here far more when my skunk is awake to enjoy it with me.

As he shifts slowly further into my caresses I trail my paw south, feeling over the landscape that is his back. Another great about being both a macro and a muscle god is there's always some area, some special new zone to discover when you're exploring each other's bodies. Even after all the years we've been together I still occasionally happen upon a little sweet spot Kaiden likes being touched that I didn't know about before.

Enjoying the feel of his beefy body against my own, I recline and stare at the intricate pattern of foliage growing across our ceiling, inhaling its rich, sweet aroma. I eventually get so enraptured with the fascinating beauty that I'm a little surprised when a pair of lips press against my cheek, though the immediate return to full awareness is right there for both of us as I look down into my skunk's ponderous eyes.

"Good Morning, Isaac." Kaiden says while softly licking my nose.

"Mmmm, it certainly is." I reply, cupping his cute face and taking him in a proper kiss. I don't know how but his technique for smooching always manages to make me feel both calm and horny at the same time. "Sleep well?" I ask, giggling when a tiny spark of electricity flies across our tongues.

"Always do when I'm with you." My skunk replies, his massive arms encircle me again as his head buries itself further in my chest. "Makes me thankful when we don't have any emergency calls to duty in the night."

I look up at the alarm mounted above our bed. It's another lovely little invention from Micro-Optimum that's fitted with a spotlight not even the blind could miss seeing and a lovely wailing klaxon that can give anyone within the next five miles a pounding headache. It's an extreme measure, but it serves its purpose about getting us revved to go save the populace if something should happen to them while we're catching our Zs. Mercifully, the city is usually good to us in that after we save it, it stays saved for a while.

"Indeed, probably should go out and double check all is still well though...." I rumble as a smooth nose starts sniffing my pectoral, fording its way down the great plane of solid muscle and thick golden fur till it encounters its prey and lets the mouth underneath latch onto my nipple. "Though I suppose that can wait...mmm..for a little bit."

My skunk's hot tongue swirls around the tender areola, taking it's time in wetting down all the tiny little nerve clusters embedded in the flesh before lips seal around my car sized nub to suckle. We both have the blessing of nipples that are super sensitive and always have fun playing with them, though Kaiden can be downright devious sometimes in how he uses them to bend me to his will.

"Nghhh...oh spirits..." I moan as teeth are slowly and expertly applied to my flesh. I grab the blankets covering us and throw them off to the side, thereby giving me a bit more room to wriggle as Kaiden enforces his hold on me via the slightest of body parts.

"You are always so juicy, sweetie." The mouth leaves my painfully erect nub and moves over to suck its tensing counterpart. "Delicious!"

"Yeah well you....you...." My breath stills in my throat as I look down over my mate's body. Like I said he is a landscape, and one of the most beautiful ones to behold. Muscles clad in midnight black fur spread out as far as the eye can see; traps arching across from one towering shoulder to another, gluts flexing around the circumference of his pert butt, glutes rolling with each sway of the towering plume that is his bushy striped tail while thighs, calves and mountainous testes rise high and proud in the distance beyond.

"Damn...you are just tasty in every possible way." I bleat mutely, my face growing hot as Kaiden releases me and sits up to let me soak in the sight of his chiseled front.

"Mmmm, I still think you're tastier." He lures, those paws gently skritching at my chest. It's true we're both pretty similar in terms of how mightily ripped we are, but I still think Kaiden has an edge over me. His chest is certainly bigger than mine, as indicated by the way he can dip his head behind it whenever he feels shy or coy, and there are times where I've felt a little jealous about how perfectly spherical his shoulders are. It's hardly anything I'd complain about though since it just means he's truly a one of a kind skunk, and I love him all the more for it.

"Yeah well you're the light of my day and the moon of my night." I reply, reaching over to hold his paw which is centered on my thundering heart. "I may have the power of lightning surging through my veins, but this, what you feel right here, that's you that makes it tick. No matter who else we run into in life, it's you and only you that's in there."

My skunk blushes at the words, his own chest rumbling in synch with mine as he feels the beats. For a moment I honestly think he's going to cry....

...so I take advantage of the distraction and tackle him into the other side of the bed.

"You are so evil with your words!" He chides while licking my nose again as I pin him to the mattress. "Promise me you'll never change."

"Never." I reply, feeling myself charging up from the excited glint in my skunk's eyes. His body quakes with ragged breathing, and I can feel the great monster that is his pride reacting to the welcome presence of my own titanic shaft grinding against it. We're both about as awake as we could be, and raring for a second round of what we shared not six hours ago. So far, it's a great start to the day.

"Good, cause you're the only guy for me, and I don't just mean that literally." Kaiden replies, thrashing with my giggles.

"Do you actually have anything scheduled?" I ask, slowly churring at the heat of our titanic forms pressed so tightly together. I really want nothing more than to take this gorgeous hunk again and love him like I can with no other, however, the day is rolling on and there's still that nagging reminder in me that we both have jobs to go to.

"I'm afraid so." My skunk replies with wilted ears. "The Emerald Plains Preservation Society is hosting a fundraiser for the new Arboretum today. They want me to chair the event and speak on their behalf." Hesitantly he looks over at the clock and sighs even further. "I should probably go get ready for that actually."

I shake my head and kiss him again before getting up. It's frankly for the best since otherwise neither of us would be getting to our duties on time.

"Alright, I'm going for a jog before heading out on patrol." I reply, getting up and grabbing my baseball cap and glasses. "Meet me for lunch when you're done?"

"I'd love to, my electric hunk." Kaiden rises and does a few stretches, showing me just how much he can roll, bounce and flex that gorgeous body of his. I make haste for the entrance to the cave before he can see me slavering at the sight. "See you later hot stuff."

I slap on my accoutrements as the huge steel door rolls itself out of my way and I feel the warm breeze of another spring morning upon my fur. Doing a few stretches of my own to limber up, I tap my specs to open a channel to HQ and proceed at a light run down onto the highway. I have several routes for jogging and which one I take generally depends on how traffic is progressing into the city. If it's going smoothly I stick to the outer routes so as to not disrupt the flow, if it's backed up and not going anywhere I'll jog on one of the adjacent service lanes so morphs have something to look at while they're stuck in their cars, and if it's a weekend I'll do a combination of both to up the challenge. Today, however, is an average Thursday so I take a left at the first intersection and continue along the mountainside. Since all the roads are built for use by creatures big and small I've got plenty of room and any stray cars that do turn up can likewise maneuver around me.

"Shock to home base, reporting in and ready for duty. What's on the morning broadcast?" I query, idly staring at the expanse of glittering sea lined by the fiery horizon beyond.

"Laura here, this is home base. So far all's pretty quiet, Shock." My dear contact's voice flutters into my ears.

"Any further leads on the offshore lab incident from last week?" I ask, taking a turn and watching as the sea veers away so that sprawling forest may slide into its place.

"Nothing yet. Research team's still going through it with a fine tooth comb though. We'll let you know if there's...gulp...sorry, anything you can assist with." Laura replies while taking a swallow of her hot drink of choice. I try not to giggle.

"What cup of the day are we on now?" I ask, trembling as I pick up my pace and my scrotum bounces against the pavement.

"Just the second one."

"Just the second one?"

"I promise I'm cutting down Shock, really." She retorts back. I politely bite my tongue.

"What's the latest on Gon?"

"He's reacting well to the treatment, at least we've gotten him on normal food now rather than morphs. Guy's still nuttier than a fruitcake and has no recollection of his past, but a start's a start." Laura sighs. "Times like this I'm glad we don't get too many giants, and that when we do you're always there to keep us safe."

I nod, my mind distancing itself to mull something over. "Well I'm heading along Tukwana Drive right now. I'll be in the city in about an hour or so."

"Roger that, I'll keep you posted if anything changes. Laura out." The channel closes and I break into a short sprint, my sheath thumping against my bulging pecs in a display that any onlooker would deem not only lewd, but also incredibly arousing. It's yet another reason I avoid the heavy traffic routes when everything's flowing as I prefer jogging naked but at the same time don't want to cause any accidents. I get off just as much knowing the smaller folk appreciate my brightening their morning commute so it's best if we both have sufficient time to see each other and space to react.

As of right now most of the cars passing me are slowing down so I do likewise to let them enjoy the view, the lust combining with the adrenaline to rile me up even more. My chest is getting increasingly sticky as my fat cock keeps slapping against it, adding a fresh layer of glistening pre every time which is slowly slooshing down between my pecs. My muscles are positively burning with energy, electricity sparking and arching off their swollen forms while further below I can hear my balls slosh with fresh reserves of sweet cum. Man, I feel alive right now! Alive and thankful for what I am...not that I had any complaints of my life before becoming a lightning titan but still, I'm better off now as one of the few literal giants amongst men.

One of the few...yes....just as Laura and Kaiden said.

I pick up my pace again as I contemplate their words. It is indeed to everyone's benefit that the small folk community vastly outweighs the big folk community, but nevertheless one question that always seems to crop up in interviews is do I ever get lonely being one of such a minute number of macros? The answer is always a resounding 'nope', Kaiden fills whatever void I might have had in my heart and, as stated, the smaller morphs love us both. That does not, however, mean I never dwell on what the alternative might be. Of course there is the first problem that every other giant that comes our way seems hellbent on destruction so I know having more of us around would never work with the current set up. But if there were a few more good souls? If Kaiden and I had some other giant sized chums to pal around with during our days? The idea is attractive. Damn difficult to implement but a lovely thought all the same. Certainly puts an additional spring in my step as the world around me disappears, hidden behind the rising wall of my erection.

Hesitantly I slow again, pondering about whether I should go on given half my field of view is now pink, musky flesh, but a glance around either side of my penis shows most of the motorists are simply pulling over to give me more room, and to avoid the huge lakes of precum I'm drooling all over the highway. Curiously I tap my glasses and zoom in on them, seeing most of them are staring affectionately up at me with a few giving me a wave of good morning. Seeing it only makes me more excited and so I take off sprinting again. A professional athlete may say you shouldn't expend energy like I'm doing till the end of your run, but when I get like this I might as well be like the power cars a few of the smaller morphs are standing besides. The faster and the further I go, the more raw oomph I have, and the adoration I get from onlookers just makes me want to keep going.

With increasingly ragged breaths I charge on across the miles of road, finally coming to a pond that signals I've done a good 50 minutes worth of full speed pavement pounding. Probably cracked quite a bit of asphalt but nothing that can't be easily fixed, and definitely a worthwhile price to pay for how fantastic I feel.

Gasping for air I slump against the cliffside, reveling in the flames of my swollen, well exercised legs, the cool tingle of wind fanning my soaked cock and the thin glaze of sweat and precum covering my body. The bed wrestling with Kaiden may have woken me up, but this definitely now has me primed to do some serious superhero-ing.

Just as well since my haze of pleasure is quickly shattered by the familiar red glare of an emergency call on my specs.

"Shock here, go ahead dispatch." I say, kneeling down by the water and cleaning myself up a bit.

"It's Laura again, actually, but I'm calling on behalf of both Micro-Optimum and the police."

I sigh, figures that I'd jinx the serenity of the morning by feeling too good. "Something changed?"

"I'm afraid so, and in a big way. Coast guard reports that a macro husky just burst out of the sea near Ariadne Bay. She's calling herself, "The Bustress" and is quickly trying to make an impact on the local populace."

My eyebrow cocks, if anything that's one of the more creative entrances I've heard a giant make.

"Have evacuation procedures been started?"

"Affirmative. You're clear to get over there and stop her."

"Alright I'm on my way." I declare, adjusting my cap and making haste from the lake.

"I'm also sending you the coordinates for where you can pick up your new suit."

"I think I'm better prepared as I am." I reply, knowing what my contact is going to say next.

"Come on now, Shock. You know the rules." The sweet ringtail on the other end chides.

"Feh, alright I'm en route." I feign disdain. It's worth it to hear Laura laugh.

"Don't get me wrong, I agree you're better off unclothed. I'm sure you'll find a way to work around this." She replies.

"You damn bet I will. Shock out." I close the channel as I near the city. Out of a hatch set in the ground along 1st Avenue rises a skyscraper sized container, which then opens to reveal my trademark gold and black costume. Mentally willing my erection to go down I hastily start to get dressed while I contact my partner.

"Kaiden..." I start.

"Rock, sweetie. We're on duty now, remember ?" He corrects.

"Yes, Rock, sorry." I roll my eyes, trying not to wince as I painfully tuck my scrotum into the pouch of the costume. "You got the call?"

"Yes I did. I'm on my way now. Do what you can to subdue the dog till I get there."

"Roger that. Please hurry."

"I will." Rock replies. I zip up and tear like hell for the bay. The scene when I get there....well it could be worse. There's rubble aplenty from smashed houses and toppled buildings, but no tell tale little splats that would indicate casualties. I stop as I notice all the carnage is sunk into two great, bowl shaped craters in the ground and ponder what the hell this canine could have done to leave such a mark.

I get my answer when I hear a crunching sound in the distance and run over to behold The Bustress. Much like Gon she's a being of extremely disproportionate attributes, in this case being more breast than she is doggy. Her tits look to be at least 300 feet in diameter each, which considering she appears to only be about 480 feet tall is saying something. Also like Gon, such insane endowments are doing little to slow her down. She's plopping those fat mammaries on whatever is standing in her way and looks to be having a blast of a time doing it. Clenching my fists and summoning the lightning within me, I carefully approach this beautiful behemoth, hearing her call out to the populace as she flattens them to the ground.

"Mmm, yeah keep trying to run you little tykes, my puppies will just keep finding you and smothering you with love!" She says in a disturbingly affectionate voice. I crouch down, ready to pounce as she draws near. Hopefully despite the similarities, this is not going to turn out to be a repeat of my encounter with the insane ermine.

"You keep calling for help. I can hear it. Well you know how you can get help." SMACK! go those giant tits again onto a cinema, the husky reaching down to retrieve something from under their weight. "Now I'll ask you again, and if you want me to stop you'll answer: Where can I find Shock?"

My eyebrow cocks again.

"Come on, I know he's around here somewhere. Just point me in his direction and all will be well." She says to the minute morph she has clutched between her fingers. "Or alternatively..." She stands and makes ready to crush the restaurant and parking garage beside what remains of the cinema. "I can give you more reason to keep screaming. I'm sure he'll come running eventually....though whether he'll get here in time to save anyone remains to beWAUUGHHH!"

I've heard enough and seen enough. She gets a good few thousand volts and a shoulder charge to her flank, sending her sailing into a deserted section of the village and her victim falling safely into the palm of my paw.

"I always get here in time to save everyone." I reply while setting the tiny morph on the ground.

Coughing and brushing sand off her fur, the Bustress rolls herself back onto her tits, and I instantly get a sinking feeling when I see her eyes are positively dancing with excitement.

"Ooooh....my....GOD!" She gushes, paws clasped tightly together in front of her lips. "You're here! You're actually here! Oooooooh I can't believe I finally have the honor of meeting you face to face!"

I sensibly take a step back as this husky gets to her feet. "Miss Bustress is it?"

"Great name huh? Thought it up myself! And I know what you're going to say: "That's not technically a word", and indeed you're right, but if you check the Net you'll find it's made the rounds as a common nick name, and according to the basics of neologism that's grounds enough to consider it a legitimate proper noun. I figured since all superheroes have punny type names it's perfect for me!" The husky explains, apparently trying to give her best impression of a rabbit.

I remain polite, trying to stamp down on the increasing dread in my bones. "Well that's as well as maybe, but it doesn't quite explain who you are."

This seems to silence the husky for a moment...but only for a moment.

"Oh of course, sorry!" She says while bopping herself in the head. "Well you can call me Alicia, but I think 'Busty' might be more fitting now. I'm kind of new to the whole 'giant superhero gig' but I've been a fan of yours for the longest time so I think I've got a good background to go on for how to be a worthwhile asset to your cause!"

The grin that follows this second, seemingly anaerobic onslaught promptly causes everything within me to descend straight to the bottom. Clearly this is not going to be like my encounter with Gon, it's going to be a whole lot worse.

"A fan." I repeat mutely.

"Yep! One of your biggest! Well definitely your biggest now huh! Well, when I say you I mean you and Rock. Couldn't think of favoring either one since you compliment each other in your powers and your battle strategies perfectly, and you both are so damn cute together!" The husky glees before looking around. "Speaking of which, where is Rock?"

"He's on his way. Now look-" I start, and am then promptly cut off again.

"Oh well that's even better. Gives us time to chat about how I may be able to assist you. I know what you're thinking, 'what good can she possibly be with those babies weighing her down?' Well not to worry, I made sure my back muscles got sufficient development as well and strengthened up my spine so as you can see..." She does a quick pirouette on the sand. I regretfully admit I am impressed how those giant tits swing around to show they're indeed very real and extremely heavy, yet she carries it off with the same grace as a ballerina. "I'm as fighting fit as you are!"

"So it appears." I muse...then realize what she just said. "Wait a minute, do you mean that you yourself did this...to yourself?"

The husky graciously bows, giggling when the movement just causes her to fall into her breasts again. "That I did! A matter of protein injections, cartilage boosters, and a few special treats that turned up a while ago. Took me a while to work out the correct formula but the results couldn't be more perfect. And before you voice any concern I've been thoroughly testing myself out in one of the seaside coves for the last week so I can confirm all is well."

"Last week." The pieces start to fall into place, though I don't voice them just yet. "So you're looking to....join me and Rock?"

The husky beams at me again while laying on her mammary bed. I start getting that old lurking feeling of distraction since, to be fair, she is actually quite hot. The arousal from before starts to return, but fortunately the sheer lack of sense that I'm hearing is keeping it from being noticed.

"Of course, I mean seriously there's more and more giants popping all the time, you need all the help you can get! I don't wish to infer I'd join you in the field, of course, that is your area of expertise after all, but I'd do great as a support role! I mean you can already see I've got the brains so I could help you out with some of the more mentally challenging issues you might face, and if you need someone to distract the enemy while you finish them off, well hey you got all you need right here!"

She gestures to herself, and I do admit she has a point. Still isn't going to excuse what I just saw.

"And you felt the best way to demonstrate this was to terrorize a defenseless coastal town?" I demand. The Bustress' eyes go wide and she clamps her paws over her mouth at the damage she's caused.

"Oh no, no, no, that was just to get your attention! I know you're a busy guy, you don't have a phone number and I doubt one message out of the millions sent to your email would get noticed so I figured, 'Hey, let's get the two of them on a business call so we can prove our worth. That way no one can say they were slacking off on the job and I'll have all the time in the world to show them what I've got!"

This is so clever and yet so utterly senseless at the same time my head starts to hurt. I thought having to face insane titans was bad enough, but now I'm having to contemplate that it might be preferable to insane titans who are also obsessed stalkers of Rock and myself. Clearing my throat I very carefully choose my next words.

"I see, well while I can understand the logic there, I don't think you quite understand what's involved in being a macro defender of the populace. Why don't you step away from the morphs you've been scaring the shit out of, and we can find some place nice and quiet to talk this over."

The husky blinks, seemingly comprehending what I'm trying to say. She even smiles as it all becomes clear....

"I get it. You need more proof that I'm superhero material. Anyone can crush a building but only the truly worthy would be able to stand up to you one on one!"

......and now my head explodes into a full on migraine. I can't even think of a follow up as this dog leans on her breasts and assumes a combat stance.

"Alright then, I'm game! Hit me with everything you've got!"

Daaaaaamn

"What....wait, I didn't....." I sputter stepping back from her and cautiously prepping myself for the worst.

"What? Not one to hit a girl? Awww, such a gentleman!" In a flash those boobs are upon me, knocking me sideways into a nearby cliff face and bringing an avalanche of rocks on top of me. "Don't worry, I'm tough enough to bear the brunt of your might!"

I extract myself and dust off, glaring at this still beaming doggy as she waits for my next move. Obviously a full frontal assault is out of the question since that chest of hers can probably absorb as much damage as it can dish out. Fortunately I don't have to actually move to use my electric powers so I simply fold my arms and let the lightning take its natural course from source to conductor. To her credit, she doesn't scream, just goes flying back into the sea, rising seconds later coughing up water and looking rather frazzled.

"Aye....aye....still holding back I see. Still not convinced I can take you at full force."

I am moderately confused.

"Oh Shock please, I've spent a long time studying how a morph's height correlates to their electrical tolerance. At what I'm currently standing I can easily endure more than that measly couple of thousand volts you're zapping me with, specially considering you're adding very little in amperage AND I've got some added protection to boot."

Now my whole head has to cock. It's frustrating enough that this husky actually does appear to have some intelligence but talking in such a cryptic fashion is just being mean. I try to exploit her aforementioned standing by electrifying the ocean, but in the blink of an eye she's slammed her tits onto the sands, flipped herself over them and then rolled them back over herself so she can again stand before me, only now on nice dry, non-conductive land.

"Uh uh, like I said I'm smarter than that. You're going to have to cease going so easy on me." She proudly declares, right before leaping into the air (how, I have no idea) and trying to flatten me under her jugs. I leap out of the way and sigh heavily as the earth takes the blow instead, sinking several dozen feet into itself from her impact as all the nearby buildings are shaken to their very foundations.

The Bustress rolls back onto her feet and does a weird sort of shake as she extracts her jiggling chest from the second pair of craters. Figuring I've got no option but to do as she says (and frankly if it'll knock some sense into her then all the better) I stand ready for the charge that comes next, my eyes following the bounce and sway of those satellite sized nipples as they loom closer to me. A quick stretch of my paws at the right moment, a most painful clench of skin, some more electricity for added zest and I'm heaving the freakish canine up and over myself, throwing her to a crushing stop behind me. Her head meets the earth, her back follows next and I'm now charging to pounce and pin her while she's lying there dazed.

Which of course makes it all the more frustrating when I land on the vast bed of breast flesh...and then find myself promptly being thrown forward as the Bustress gets back up and flops over so now I'm the one pinned under her.

"Whooo, heh heh, that was fun. Glad you're finally showing what you're truly capable of." I hear her muffle through the vast, all consuming weight of her tits. You'd think that'd be the epitome of a guy's favorite fantasy, being buried in the warm confines of a cute girl's chest. Unfortunately what most males fail to consider is breasts really do behave exactly like pillows, in that yeah they're soft and relaxing to rest your head against, but they're also quite apt at smothering you and depriving you of much needed air.

Since this again echoes of a similar situation I went through with Gon I try to see if the same approach will help amend it. Suffice to say, it does not.

"Oooh, nnngh, Shoooock seriously. These babies are 500 metric tonnes worth of prime, healthy fat, lobules, and alveoli. There's not a single thing in them that's a decent electrical conductor!" The Bustress explains, sounding passively disappointed in me. To be fair, now that I think it over, I agree I should've considered that going in. I, however, also notice they're crushing me more and more as I keep my body electrified, not from their own weight but because the husky above me is obviously pushing them down on top of me.

"Mmmmm...don't stop though. I like how it feels." She barks, those tits rolling and battering against me but adamantly refusing to lift. Seeing I obviously need to approach my dilemma from a different angle this time, I quietly contemplate my options. Asphyxiation is an issue, but not quite yet a prominent one. I could lift her breasts off by myself, but they're doing a great job of keeping me more or less immobile, and getting out from underneath them would be slow going in any respect. Hmmm, suppose I were to try wriggling my way up through her cleavage?

Keeping myself charged so that my captor will thus remain distracted, I painfully turn over onto my side. Not an easy task as each tiny bit of movement just exposes more of my body to the pulverizing weight but eventually I'm able to force one of my arms up through the giving divide between the fleshy globes. I find purchase further up, prep to pull myself into the space between...

And suddenly my world is all wet. Literally I feel a huge gush of liquid splash against me from all sides, prompting the tits to suddenly release me of their own accord so I'm carried up via my arm to hang for a second or so before my own weight pulls the limb out of the husky's cleavage and I plummet back to earth. The pain of impact bleeds in to the ache of my compacted skeleton so I'm content to just lie there and at least take pleasure in being able to gulp down the plentiful air again...only that respite too is snatched away when several more heavy drops of liquid plop onto me from above and I instinctively swallow as I struggle to my feet. It's quite thick, and very creamy, rather a nice filling for my stomach. I quickly recognize it as milk.

"Wha....mmmm...goodness...I-I didn't expect that would happen." The Bustress flusters, looking first as her lactating breasts, then at me. "And you're looking...hmmm, surprisingly well."

I crack a few joints and tentatively flex. Much to my own amazement I do actually feel much better. The pain's receding as the milk warms my body, though I still have a lingering sensation of being crushed.

"I must have had you under there for....at least half an hour! Really how are you not even blue in the face yet?" The husky asks, noticeably less cocky now as I wipe my glasses clean and stare at her reproachfully.

"What, is the practice of holding your breath not something they teach in Mad Science 101?" I ask, watching as the gears turn and the Bustress slaps herself in the face.

"Oh damn, of course! The bigger the body the greater the lung capacity. Must remember I can't think in normal scale terms anymore."

"Obviously." I muse, my own thoughts turning as I observe the adorably confused look on her face. Clearly this self-proclaimed brainiac has encountered something she hadn't planned for in her transformation.

"Good heavens, this is delicious!" The Bustress proclaims, tasting some of her own milk. " But why though? Nothing in my research indicated lactation would result. Is this a development due to the electric induced arousal? Possibly. Could be a result of cross lines, body's growth accidentally indicated that a false pregnancy was occurring...no, not likely.....most unexpected." The husky looks up at me, noting my increasingly evident discomfort. "Are you feeling alright, Shock?"

I grimace and tug at my costume aggressively. I feel good truth be told. It's actually quite amazing, the regenerative properties of this canine's breast milk has brought me back to fighting fit status in no time flat. If only I still didn't have this ongoing feeling of tightness everywhere in my body.

"Better than I was." I reply, glowing bolts arching across my primed muscles. "A welcome pick me up that was."

The Bustress looks even more unnerved , and I take advantage to try and pin her again. "Wait, wait!" She side steps out of the way and gives me a good smack from behind, knocking me onto a nearby golf course. "This wasn't in any of my calculations, I need a moment to ascertain this! It could be something quite useful!"

"Oh it's useful, just more for me than for you." I muse as I rise and groan at the flattened mess I've made of all 18 holes. Ah well, replant the grass and it'll still be usable.

Getting to my feet again I assume a combat stance and cringe. My body feels so damn tight everywhere, it's agonizing to move. Trying to ignore it I run and leap at the Bustress, this time kicking out and landing feet first on her front. Her tits will naturally absorb the blow, but will all my weight behind she certainly won't be able to just brush it off. Down we both go on the pitiful remains of the town, the few straggling normal folk that have remained to watch our battle scurrying away like ants as I stumble, regain my balance and place a foot on the husky's neck.

"Now...ngh...cut this tomfoolery out and listen to me! You're not helping me or Rock, certainly not with this whole trying to best me schtick. In fact for someone who wants to be on the side of good you've been pretty adamant about showing how truly terrible a senseless giant can be."

The husky croaks as I restrict her airflow. I could crush her windpipe but I want to give her one last chance, just so she can actually look around at all the damage she's caused and consider whether she's really doing the right thing or not.

"Now.....if you want to be of assistance....grrrr...let me take you to the good...ugh...good folk at....aghhhh....gah, great spirits what is in that milk of yours?" I finally crack as the invisible vice around my body tightens still. Now it's my chest that feels like it's smooshing against an unrelenting wall as I start to feel the familiar sensation of fabric coming apart, something which I would usually welcome, except I'm not really doing anything to tax my costume.

With my focus starting to drift, my balance slips and I fall off the husky, coming to rest in one of her original craters as I clutch at where the pain is strongest. As my opponent stands up and regards me in confusion I finally rip the front of my costume open and exhale as relief immediately comes forth.

"My word....you're growing!"

I look down over my giant paving slab pecs and blink in amazement. It's true, now that I look at myself I've gained quite a bit of extra bulk, and at least 20 to 30 feet in height. It's happening so slowly that I didn't notice at first, and since I've not gotten a recharge on my powers there can only be one possible explanation.

"Goodness, is that also a result of my milk?" The husky ponders while I run a paw over my muscles and feel them swell bit by bit. "We must research this further! Quick, drink some more!"

I take grim pleasure in punching the tit that's thrust at me, deflecting it aside as I roll out of the way and try to shed my costume. Somehow I've reached a state of equilibrium where I'm big enough for it to restrict my movement but not so much that I can just burst out of it. I suddenly find myself impeded as the Bustress aims one of her nipples at me, ready to test the long-range abilities of her endowments.

Fortunately fate finally seems to have decided I've endured enough punishment, as no sooner is the canine ready to squirt than she's suddenly being heaved into the air by a flurry of vines snaking up out of the ground.

"Whoah, hey what the!? Ooooh..." She cries, then swoons as my beloved skunk leaps into the fray. "Was wondering when you were going to turn up."

"Sorry, had to put out a forest fire on the way over." Rock replies, shooting me an apologetic stare. I nod to him I'm okay and proceed with trying to get out of my costume as he immobilizes the husky, and hoists her higher still, visibly straining from the effort of magically levitating so much weight. "Now, as I believe my partner was saying, can you please stop with trying to kill everyone so we can sit down and talk this over?"

The Bustress looks down from her perch, getting a whole new perspective on the destroyed earth surrounding us. It mercifully seems like she's finally starting to get the picture.

"Well, I suppose. I do need to study these new developments, and I guess I was a little reckless. Certainly didn't mean to kill anyone...."

I stop what I'm doing and look around. Indeed it seems my partner's magic upon the little folk has yet again averted any casualties, making our mutual opponent luckier still that she chose to attack this city and not any others.

"It's funny, I forgot how different things are when you're giant, and then on that I forgot what things are generally like when you're small. Normal folk are fragile aren't they?" The husky inquires.

Rock nods. "And that's why we religiously practice safety to ensure that we can protect them. It's a very complicated job being a giant defender among so many small morphs."

I look up at the Bustress and notice several things. First that Rock has done an exceptionally perverted job of wrapping her up. Her arms and legs are secured, but her breasts are still free, encompassed only by a few tightened cords of plant matter.

Second is that she's losing the lost puppy look...and has regained that maniacal glint in her eyes.

"That is true...wait...."

I run for my partner, and he is promptly thrown back into me. A high pressure blast of milk slams us both into the cliff face, bringing another avalanche of masonry onto us.

"That's it! Oh what a brilliant suggestion! I know just how I can be of use to the populace now!" I hear as I'm quickly buried in a mix of milk and rubble. "Look, um...sorry for causing all the mess! I'll see you two in a bit!"

Crashing foot steps fade away from us as I struggle against the setting muck. Thrashing and pushing my way through, I pop my head free then strenuously pull the rest of my body out. My partner soon emerges beside me coughing up crud and accepts my paw so he too can extract himself.

"Obviously I should have chosen my words better there." He grumbles, glaring at the mess on his outfit.

"Eh, don't worry about it. Not like I haven't made the same mistake." I groan. "Come on, we'd better go after her."

The two of us run back to the city, following the paw shaped craters as they lead into the inner streets, then around the park, then through the financial district, then all the way to the marina where they promptly stop. I look out to the water but she's no where to be seen.

"Well....crap." Rock replies. "Any idea where she might have gone?"

My thoughts turn back to what was said before my partner turned up on the scene, and I nod.

"Possibly. Let's take a moment to think this over again." I say. "Did you drink any of her milk when she blasted us?"

Rock licks his lips and nods. "Couldn't help it, it was in my mouth and down my throat before I could even react."

I smirk. "Lose the clothing then. It's going to get in the way of what's about to happen." I look over the stained, tattered remains of my own costume and again proceed with getting it off while I contact HQ. "Laura, Shock here. Got a sit-rep and some questions for you."

"Go ahead, Shock."

"Okay, bad news, we've temporarily lost the Bustress. She's gone back to the sea and is heading for parts unknown. Good news is, I think I may have an idea who she is." I tear open the massive pouch on my suit and murr in quiet relief as my balls and sheath are allowed to spill freely onto the ground again. "The staff at the lab that went down last week, was one of them a husky? Female, round about 25 years of age?"

I hear key taps over the connection. Pulling my legs free I take a moment to stretch and let the salty sea air bathe my nakedness before hurling my costume far into the horizon.

"Indeed there was....a Miss Alicia Hurt, hired for her expertise in biochemical engineering." Laura replies. My suspicions from before click nicely together.

"What was being researched at that lab?"

"The effects of certain growth accelerants on marine life....well originally. After you captured Gon the research team assigned to him took it over to run tests on his blood and tissue samples to find out....oh my God.....Shock, do you honestly think?"

I look over at Rock. He's removed his robe and is currently trying to scrape some of the caked muck off its floral weave, all while tugging idly at the collar of his body suit. I take the garment from him and throw it to the wind as well. Clearly this is something I should take the reins on, and from the somewhat bashful tint highlighting my adorable skunk's features, he's fine to let me do so.

"One of the first things she said to me was she was a massive fan of our work, the second was that she made herself into the ridiculously busty titan she is now, and did so about a week ago. Everything adds up." I reply, my paws alighting upon the fabric covered planes of Rock's enormous pecs. Even under the suit I can still make out every detail and feel the diamond like imperviousness of their beauty. It gives me pause for a second or so, a wanting to savor the anticipation of what I'm about to unveil. Gently I rub him through his suit, his eyes closing and his head tilting forward as he finds he in turn can feel me despite still being clothed. His outfit may do a masterful job of covering up all his bulk, but given how sheen it is he might as well still be wearing nothing. Indeed nothing it seems is more preferable as he gasps in blessed relief when I tear his costume open and let his white furred chest bulge freely.

"I see, though from these satellite images I'm looking at, I take issue with the 'ridiculously busty' part. If anything I'd say she's quite the perfect size in the chest region." Laura argues, much to our combined amusement.

"Of course you would say that." I chuckle, helping Rock pull his arms free of the suit then tugging it down so I can soak in the view of his torso. He is so frickkin huge it's heavenly, every little movement sending cascades of ripples across his body. The way he rolls his mountainous shoulders back as I undress him is enough to make my mouth water and the smell of fresh cut grass radiating from his bouncing pecs makes my head swim. Remembering our play session from earlier I immediately go for his nipples, savoring the taste of their pert, juicy flesh, garnished with his deep, low moans. "Anything else you can tell me about her?"

"Not much besides general background stuff....though now that I look at it, she did actually mention on her application form that one of the reasons she wanted to work for Micro-Optimum was because it was a chance to be alongside her idols." Laura sounds most despondent. I can empathize why. Given a fairly good portion of the corporation's work force joined up because they wanted to aid Rock and my cause this may mean we've got a whole slew of obsessed fans waiting in the wings for their own opportunity to cause problems.

"Roger that, Laura. We'll get back to you once we've figured out our next move."

"Understood...you know though, the more I look at these photos and her work files, the more I have to wonder...." I hear the sound of claws drumming in contemplation.

"Something else occur to you?" I ask.

"Possibly, let me dig around a bit more. I'll call you back once I know for certain. Laura out." The channel closes and I kiss my skunk, maneuvering him over to a nearby building so he has something to lean against while I undress him.

"So, we've got a brilliant scientist, who's also a deranged, devoted lover of the two of us, and who's also now apparently stolen company resources for her own gain and made herself into a very sexy but wholly unhinged giant, that's now loose somewhere in the ocean. So far, so much like a normal day." Rock sounds decidedly chuffed at the absurdity of our given situation. I giggle as I nudge my giant balls behind me and drop to my knees, kissing all along the contoured wall of his tummy and trying not to get my nose caught whenever he crunches his abs.

"That would seem to be the case." I muse, grabbing the waistband of his costume and tugging at it with all my might. "I'm open to suggestions on how we should tackle this."

Rock looks down at me, his eyes tracing an invisible line across the hills and valleys of my body. He then curls his arm and studies the way the biceps gradually rises high and higher, pushing heavily against his shoulder as that too continues to slowly grow.

"Hmm, with that milk of hers we should ensure she stays away from any populated areas, though she's kind of already done us the favor of that by fleeing into the sea. There are plenty of other islands out there but most of them are either small resorts or privately owned....hmmm..." My skunk lapses into silent contemplation, only breaking with a low moan when his costume finally comes apart and I'm nearly knocked onto my rump by a face full of cock. "I think first we need to come up with another strategy of how to incapacitate her."

Helping him step out of the torn outfit, I hurl it away and press my face into that magnificent scrotum. The sheath is soft and fuzzy, a pleasure to my fur, the gurgling slosh of cum, a delights my ears, the fresh spring smell, a fire to my soul.

"I think I've got an idea for that. Though it's going to require us to both be at our most...perky." I churr, my happiness growing as I kiss the massive sheath and feel my skunk tremble in delight. I actually do have a method behind what I'm doing, though there's no reason why I need to rush the process of course.

"I see....mmm....well that suits me just fine." Rock giggles again, a sound I will never tire of hearing. Teasingly I move over and sink my teeth into his sac. He bucks in reaction but offers little in the way of protest, knowing doing so is futile because a) his skin is thick enough to prevent injury and b) he tastes just as good as he smells. It certainly does the job of getting a rise out of his majestic shaft as I slowly rub along it's immense circumference. My own is quickly following suite, both from the delicious taste in my mouth, and the familiar tingle of tiny paws and bodies being pressed against the sensitive flesh.

"Public's enjoying the show I see." I comment.

"Indeed. Looks like they're following our lead as well." Rock replies with a chuckle.

Turning to rest my head against his sac, I tap my specs and zoom in on the crowd amassing around us. Even though there's nothing they probably haven't already seen before, everyone's still seems immensely pleased at the chance to appreciate their local heros in all their glory. It's yet another reason why I feel the costumes are a waste of time since general opinion is that a hulking giant decked out in all kinds of flashy colours is distracting, and, at times, an eye sore, while a hulking giant clad in naught but his fur is actually quite artistic. Harkens back to the great statues of Atlas and other Greek deities who guarded the cities of ancient times.

Silently I focus on two tasty looking examples nuzzling against my cock. One's a grey furred lapine looking rather drunk on the pleasure of getting to feel the body of a god against his own, and the other is a bighorn sheep, noticeable more hesitant but in utter awe at finally getting to make contact with that which he covets. What gets my attention is that, body wise, they're both almost on the same scale as Rock and myself. Obviously not as tall but definitely as buff. The lapine in particular seems to become aware of this as he pulls off his vest and notices a flury of camera flashes going off as a result. Turning to the crowd he grins most deviously, nodding to the sheep before striking a series of poses. Guy's definitely got it, and looks damn fine flaunting it as he moves slowly to show off his bristling muscles and how much they're taxing his clothes. The ram could easily be doing the same, except he's still looking hesitant, preferring to just let his friend strut his stuff while he enjoys the show. It actually gets harder for me to stay still as he rubs his back against the hot wall of my shaft while giving the crowd a full display of his loaded guns. While I don't profess myself to know normal measurements that well, I'd say he's packing at least 30 inches on each of those biceps, leading to a rather comical moment when the belts he's wearing around them (will never understand the logic of that fashion statement) snap off and whip him in the face. To give credit, he doesn't let this phase him, merely adjusts his glasses, brushes his bushy hair aside, then grabs his shirt and growls with glee as he rips it apart.

"Mmm, tell me Rock, do you ever ponder what it'd be like if there were more of us around? I mean, non-homicidal giants?" I ask, licking my lips as the lapine curls his arms and flexes his ballooning pecs. Next to him the ram is subconsciously rubbing his hands over his chest, feeling his own muscles without hint of revealing them. Rather he seems to want to lend that pleasure to someone else, and thus as people step forward for their own feel of the two hunks a cute kitty strides up and starts speaking with him.

"Huh? Oh....well...ngh....the thought has crossed my mind, but really I don't think it'd work out as well as it....mmm...sounds." Rock moans softly. "Why? What brings that up?"

The kitty traces a claw along the ram's shirt, delicately slitting the garment open while leaving the sheep untouched. It serves to subdue the hulking sweetie as he watches his top slide effortlessly off, leaving his barrel torso bare for fondling which the kitty is all to happy to do. Next to them the rabbit surreptitiously unbuttons and yanks his pants open, looking to the crowd to see if they want more. When they confirm they do, he follows my lead and simply renders his lower accoutrements in two, revealing a pair of black boxers stuffed to bursting point. Again he's not quite as big as myself or my skunk, but nevertheless that's gotta be a good three to four feet he's packing, definitely a pleasant surprise when he allows the paws wandering about him to rip the boxers off and let it all spill out. With his chest swelling in deep, heavy breaths, the lapine folds his arms behind his head and bounces his heavy pecs, giving his admirers all that they could want to worship, while they in turn rub, kiss and lick him all over.

"Just idle thoughts. Stuff that's been on my mind today....and from watching the reactions of our other, more mentally stable fans." I chuckle as the ram permits his lower garments to be removed, revealing a second surprise that actually makes me a bit jealous: not only is he packing the same manner of perfectly oversized genitalia, he's got backup in the form of an extra set of balls filling up his sac. It's certainly a welcome discovery to the kitty, who's all too quick to get his paws on those four massive nuts. Mentally I tell myself that one can't have everything, but it's still makes me feel lustful. The sheep certainly looks quite relieved, having now exposed his secret and found everyone approves. He smiles cutely as the kitty nuzzles against his shaft, while the rabbit, satisfied to see all has turned out well, shoos the other morphs away and approaches his friend. The two tenderly kiss as bunnyboy drapes an arm around the ram's shoulders, massaging his bulging traps while exchanging sweet words of affection.

"I agree it'd never work....but still, I do see some folk down there I wouldn't mind being a few hundred feet taller." I muse, murring as Rock pulls back, having now run out of room for his erection and needing to prop it on top of the building across the street. "Being able to show them the pleasures of gigantism without the need for destruction, getting to feel those bodies against ours..."

Beneath us, the sheep and rabbit seem to be taking our advice, having now embraced for a photo perfect kiss while grinding their meaty bodies together.

"Also lovely thoughts." Rock distantly exhales. "Shame right now the only one who could do that isn't exactly on our side."

My ears perk as my attention wavers. I've now noticed an especially gorgeous squirrel girl and her bat friend who're nuzzling against my balls, listening to the hypnotic slosh of cum and enjoying my musk as they chat about the lapine and ram's actions, seemingly about how the aforementioned may have the muscles and cock but they've certainly got the curves and the boobs. As if deciding a comparison is needed the mustelid tears off her shirt and bra to display her heaving HH cups (again I'm guessing) hefting them up and letting her friend enjoy the feel of their soft, weighted forms. This prompts the giggling bat to dispense with her tube top so both of them have a lovely set of enormous mammaries to play with. As they notice cameras and phones turning their way, the two stop, seemingly surprised at being deemed worthy of attention, but then collapsing into more giggles as they frantically strip off their skirts and panties, tossing their clothes into the crowd and then embracing against my sac while they share a deep kiss. Cheers and pictures echo forth as everyone revels in the feel of their fur pressed against their lovers, the simple happiness in being naked and not having any barriers in the way, just as I am with my sweet skunk. Pleasantly the two femmes break and look down at their breasts, seeing they've also been spurred into lactation by the intimacy. With mischevious grins they turn to invite whoever wishes to come and drink deep of their milk so they may...wait....oh no!

Rock, being the curteous guy that he is, stifles his yell as I suddenly tigthen my grip on his sac, realization neatly shattering everyone's mood as I get up and carefully shake off all the morphs clinging to my scrotum

"Eeeep, brainstorm finally hit?" My skunk mutely bleats.

"Yeah....um...sorry." I let go of him and check all the normals I've unceremoniously dumped are okay. Stepping into the water I mentally trace a path outwards from the marina and quickly calculate what's actually in reach of our present location. "I think I know where The Bustress has gone...and we are even more against the clock than I initially thought." I hastily tap my specs and open the channel again. "Laura, we've got a new lead. Contact all the water treatment facilities and tell them to be prepared to stop the flow of drinking water into the city. Chances are it may have been contaminated by the time we catch up to our target."

"Contaminated? How?" Laura replies as I wade out, pushing boats aside in my wake.

"The work the Bustress did on herself is having some unseen side-effects. I'll explain everything once we have her in custody." I finally reach a depth where I can start swimming and beckon Rock to follow me in.

"Is she lactating by any chance?" Laura replies. Both I and my skunk eeep at the same time, though for different reasons.

"Erm, yes she is.....how did you know?"

Laura groans. "A hunch. Look just get her away from the city and make sure no one drinks any of her milk! I think I have some idea of what happened to her but I need to check first. Notify me once she's been secured! Laura out!"

Blinking at this bizarre revelation I hear Rock whimper as his throbbing erection is forcibly immersed in the cold water. Sympathetically I reach over and give it a reassuring rub.

"Don't worry, I've got a way to put this to good use. Just stick close to me." I swim out of the marina and along the gradually narrowing streams that lead from the ocean back into the mountains. Rock simply follows me in bewilderment, first swimming alongside me, then behind me when the river will no longer permit side by side fording. It's slow going since the further along we get, the less room there is for us to move, but finally we reach an area that seems to stir a memory in my skunk, as I feel a paw grab my shoulder and turn me around.

"Wait...isn't this the way to the Highview Dam?" He asks.

I nod. "She claimed she knew of a way to help the populace, this is the source of the city's water supply. What else needs to be said?"

Rock sighs and pulls me onto the riverbank. "How about you follow me then? I know a faster way." He takes off into the surrounding wilderness, his paws erupting with green flames. Suddenly the ground beneath us begins to shake, then suddenly I feel my self being elevated higher than is normal, even for me. Looking down I see that my skunk has raised the terrain onto a rocky pillar, giving me enough height to leap a good mile up the length of the river. Impressed by his quick thinking I jump into the heavens and watch as the platform sinks back into the ground beneath me. A second quickly springs up to receive the two of us and we're airborne again, covering the distance to the dam in three good strides. As I'd hoped, the Bustress is there, and by our miraculous fortune, the water rushing out beneath those luscious tits of hers is still cool and clear.

"Okay, just a little bit further over...make sure nothing goes to waste..." The husky huffs with the effort of trying to position her chest just so in order to maximise the area her milk flow will cover.

"Okay....so now what?" My skunk asks, flexing and readying himself for action. I note that the Bustress nipples are already starting to bead again, and that Rock and I are still sporting our full lengths from the exertion of the swim and the jumping. Gotta love when a plan comes to together.

"Now we need to plug her up, in a way that will insure she can't just get up and bat us aside again." I growl, stroking along the hot length of my meat. Getting the idea, Rock smiles.

"Say no more." He raises his paws and summons vines from the earth again, great dirty roots pulling themselves free to grab the Bustress and lift her tits away from the water. The dam noticeably starts fracturing from both the weight and the shuffling around so Rock sensibly makes the vines constrict and pull her off into the water, his smile taking on something of a sinister edge as the husky flails about before overbalancing and tumbling forward into the depths with a giant splash.

Quickly we run over as she's righting herself, both of us grabbing one of her nipples and holding it aloft.

"Ackpth! What the....oh, well hello again!" The Bustress declares, instantly going from disdainful to gleeful at the sight of two naked 400 foot hunks playing with her boobs. "My, I can see my milk certainly HAS worked wonders on you two."

"Yes it has. Unfortunately, while we do respect your desire to spread such a gift around, saturating everyone's drinking water with it is going a little too far for our preferences." I reply. The Bustress is confused, and very much unnerved when I pry open her teat and proceed to stuff my cock into it.

"What? Wha...hey! What are you doing?" She thrashes, but finds herself unable to pull away. I've got one of her breasts securely in my arms as I push myself deeper and deeper, and once Rock manages to stuff himself into the other, it's evident our dear doggy reluctantly is starting to enjoy the feeling.

"I never got the chance to finish my statement on why you need to think about what you're doing. Shock feels this is the only way we can get you to sit still long enough to listen." Rock shrugs, trying not to murr as the overstretched teat accepts his shaft.

"Mmmm-nnnghh...well couldn't you have just asked? Maybe waited 30 minutes? Oooohh....20 minutes? Before you start....uhhh...start....gahhh...Seriously, stop that! You're going to ruin my milk-k-k-kaaaaahhhh..." Her attempts to be stern die off as I pull out and begin to thrust. For all their gigantic size her tits are quite a tight fit for our cocks, however the nipples still strive to prove their resilience as they simply stretch wider with each successive pound against them. The interior feels really warm against me, like a long heated sleeve of flesh and fat. Bizarre as this may be for a coupling of horny macros, I'm actually rather enjoying it.

"Ngh....ruin? Miss Bustress, if you take a moment to think....grrrr...you'll find that both breast milk and sperm are protein based. If anything we're actually making you even more of a...oooooh yeah....potent vector!" Kaiden soundly chastises the husky, following my lead and growling at how good it feels. I thrust back in with him and moan as I unleash my first torrent of pre into the dog's mammary depths, watching as her tit gets even bigger to help hold my contributions in addition to all the liquid already sloshing about within them. Perfect.

"Wha...mmph....but.....but.....actually you're right. Crap why didn't I think of that?" The husky cries, flopping limply onto her tits as shame first overtakes her, then gets pushed aside by a paralyzing jolt of pleasure. "But....but still, I shouldn't be releasing such an amplified mixture to the populace. Aghhh...please, I need to see how my untainted milk affects them first."

I look to Kaiden, who nods that he's got this one.

"I'm sorry but that's not going to happen. The normals are just fine as they are so we'd rather you not sully their beverages with your bodily excretions." My skunk murrs darkly. Perhaps that was rather a crude choice of phrasing, but it satisfies me to see the Bustress weakly raise her head to stare at us like we just showed her a card trick, then told her every concept of science had been proven false.

"Wha....What???? But....argh....don't you think....aghh...don't you think it'd be to our benefit if we had more giants to help our cause rather than fight against it? And fewer fragile little folk to put at risk at the same time?"

We let the question hang for a moment, making use of the pause to give the doggie tits a solid pounding, which leaves us all gasping for breath as the mirth of pleasure grows even deeper.

"Maybe, but again if you'd just stop and think about it for a moment...." Kaiden growls, chin battling against his enormous chest as he drives himself back into the nipple. "I mean, let's say you do make everyone giant, then what? Aghhhh! How do you expect us all to feed ourselves? Shock and I alone....erghh...consume enough to equal about 80 folk apiece in one meal. Times that by the global population and....ergghh...well do it!"

The Bustress' mouth hangs open, her tongue wagging as if trying form words, and eventually an answer, but being denied on both counts.

"Ngh! And on that, where are we supposed to reside?" Kaiden presses, prompting our foe to press her mouth closed and try again to form a response. I see to it that she doesn't get the chance.

"I...IAAAIEEE!" She cries from her first orgasm, though the moment is upset when she starts listing due to the breast I'm working on getting substantially larger than Kaiden's as he's slowed in order to speak.

"Ah YEAH! How is this planet supposed to support an all macro populace!? HUH?" He's getting noticeably louder as each subsequent eruption causes the breast to balance out with it's mate, and the clamp around his cock to get tighter. On my end I feel my arousal find a new bar to rise to, and promptly knock it off the ladder as it shoots on past. I always do get hot from listening to Kaiden shout.

"I....ughhh....I....gahhh......oooooohhhh." The Bustress flails, tries to pull away, then moans in lament she senses her feet are leaving the ground. We've inflated her tits so much as to render her immobile. "I don't know. Cripes, I can't....aghh...believe I didn't think of that...."

"Of course not. No one ever does!" Kaiden declares, yanking at the flesh in his paws to provide more leverage for thrusting. "This world isn't capable of sustaining life on a massive scale. Small pockets every here and there maybe, but what you just tried doing would've resulted in complete ecological ruin!" He sounds disgusted, no doubt the blatant disregard for life and the earth has fueled his anger. Seeing as he's on a roll I respectfully remain mute, save for the odd moan that's too strong for me to hold back.

"Yes....YES!....I mean...well....YES! You're right....I'm sorry...I....pleeeeaaaase!" She whimpers, body rippling and shaking as each abrupt increase in elevation causes another bolt of pleasure to shoot through her. "Please....can't one of you at least come around and service me from behind? Gaaaahhh, I'm so wet!"

I pause in my thrusts, my nose tickling as I sniff the air and detect how pungent it's gotten from all the pheremones. Briefly I consider if maybe we should grant her request since our mutual goal will still be accomplished, but Kaiden shoots down the idea with a low glare. Best not to argue when he's angry.

"Fraid not. Sorry, but we gotta make sure you learn your lesson first." I reply, trying not to coo as the Bustress gives an exceptionally heart melting version of puppy eyes and wipes away her tears.

"F-Fair enough...oooohhhhh..." She moans, paws reaching behind to finger herself as we both pull out and simultaneously slam back in. "Harder....at least go harder!"

This is a bit more reasonable, so Kaiden picks up his pace and I follow suite. It's getting the point where we're almost fucking a warm, fleshy wall now with the Bustress perched high above, but so far her breasts are simply taking what we give, and despite her begging she still betrays that she's pretty okay with her predicament. Just as well cause we're both getting pretty close to the end here, and there's gonna be a heck of a lot more filling when that part comes.

Burying my face in softly scented flesh, I keep hammering at the nipple, getting a small bit of backsplash as I keep adding to the creamy contents but otherwise managing to keep everything plugged. Kaiden, likewise, is funneling his misgivings into his thrusts and looking to be in utter heaven at it. He's presenting a pretty sweet picture while he's at it, his enormous body shilouetted against the afternoon sun, balls thumping rhythmically against his legs, tail swaying back and forth like a great banner declaring our victory, muscles swelling and flexing every which way. I feel my climax quickly upon me from watching it, the blooming fire of orgasm slowly building, then exploding in a flurry of electric white bliss. My legs go weak as lighting splits off me in all directions, and then I'm promptly pushed off as the tit in front of me swells like a hot air balloon. My butt hits the ground, and fuzzy comfort again envelopes me, though this time there's mercifully less crushing involved. To the side, Kaiden is likewise bowled over and pillowed as he hits his own peak, breast flesh shaking like a fine pudding as he lets loose gallon upon gallon of spooge into its depths. It's a good while till the two of us are spent, all the while listening as our dear husky finally loses herself as well to the mirth, rolling forward and finally coming to rest atop her global scaled breasts.

"So, I trust you finally see our point?" Kaiden asks while extracting himself from underneath the mammary.

"Yes....I...can't believe I was so shortsighted. To think of what I almost did...." The Bustress whimpers, staring contemplatively at the planes of her chest. "I gotta start over again from scratch! Re-do all my calculations, get some new projections, and somehow figure out how I can make this work for real....by which I mean without causing mass extinction."

Our pleasurable afterglow promptly shatters like a mirror against a brick wall. Looking over to my partner, I share a roll of the eyes and then promptly stand to grab the husky's tits.

"Good, then you won't mind if we at least move you somewhere safer." I say, tapping my specs and opening a channel. "Laura, Shock reporting in, you there?"

"I'm here, Shock. What's your status?"

"Bustress is secured and immobilised, though we're going to need somewhere where we can take her to be drained...and some additional aid in moving her there." I heft up some of the breast to test its weight. It's manageable given our combined strength, but considering the size vs. the reach of our arms, we're at an impasse.

"Roger that, and I've got just the spot. I'm dispatching the entirety of the emergency rescue fleet, give me your location and they'll help you over to that artificial sink we've been constructing in the Skatchekan Valley."

I relay our co-ordinates and presently the air is a buzz with the many tiny chops of helicopters, each sporting industrial scale lifting apparatus on their undercarriages. A quick process of getting the Bustress strapped up, and we're heaving her into the air, away from the withered dam.

"I swear it's like fate refuses to let that thing stay fixed." Kaiden laments as he lifts one of the doggy breasts over a hill and stumbles into the green dale that's served as the test site for another of Micro-Optimum's many grand projects. Lowering the Bustress into the shallow water, we disconnect all the carrying equipment and wave the emergency helicopters off in thanks, to see them greet another fleet of helicopters bearing the colours and names of the local news stations.

"Well look at it this way, with all the coverage we're getting it'll be no problem organizing another fundraiser to pay for new repairs." I reply, striking a pose for the circling choppers while the Bustress looks up and blushes at the sudden exposure.

"So, what will you do with me now?"

"Mmm, well that depends. Whatever you did to yourself is no doubt going to be of immense interest to your former colleagues so, if you consent to the slight downgrade from mother of a new race to test subject, we'll leave you alone to be well cared for and have the chance to work with them again in their research, not to mention regain your ability to move." Around our feet a convoy of trucks and cranes pull up, hefting the mass of two giant flexible lengths of tubing. After Rock and I pull ourselves free they expertly couple the ends to the Bustress nipples and begin siphoning the excess milk and cum from her breasts.

"If, however, you're going to keep making a nuisance of yourself, well...." I snap my fingers and fling some more lightning into the sky. Kaiden follows it up by making the earth shake ever so slightly. "Keep in mind we're sworn to protect the little folk first and our fellow giants second, and we shall do so without exception."

The Bustress whimpers, and slowly folds her ears back in shame.

"Well I guess I don't have a choice then. I just...I'm sorry for all the trouble I caused you. Seriously, I meant what I said about wanting to help you out, I just didn't stop and think about what I was doing."

She attempts to hide from our gaze in the depths of her cleavage. Much to my surprise, Kaiden steps forward and extracts her.

"There's still ways you can aid us, Alicia. If you will, I can make a few suggestions..."

Another call from HQ comes over my specs and so I leave my skunk to his natter. "Shock here, what's up Laura?"

"Just wanted to check that you got our dear doggy to the site. I'm in the chopper with the research team on my way there now."

I blink and cock an eyebrow. "You're pitching in on this particular one?"

"Taking charge more like. Found a little something in the system at HQ that automatically makes me the ideal candidate to spearhead things from here. You remember that little side project of mine that I finished up months back? Seems someone did a little hacking into my protected files and stole all my research on it!"

I nod, though to be honest as I look back at the Bustress I'm quite confused. "You said that was just intended to give you a properly sized chest, not cause mass bodily growth."

"It was, but if someone were to, say, use the data from that, and combine it with the data we got from studying a recent ermine acquaintance of ours, it'd be very possible to get the results that you're most likely seeing before you now." The ringtail exposits in tones that are as sweet with sugar as they are laced with cyanide. My mouth goes taut as I reflect on this means for the Bustress.

"I see, well she's here eagerly awaiting your inspection." I reply while covering my mouth. "Just, try not to get too vindictive on her. She meant well and we're hoping to keep her sated with the promise of a nice, rekindled relationship with her workmates." I pause, hearing the foreboding sound of knuckles being cracked before Laure replies, still as sweet as before.

"Oh don't you worry. So long as she agrees to share allll her little secrets on what she's been doing with my findings and my hard earned merits, I'll be happy to play nice with her." The channel closes and I rush back over to whisper to my skunk about the impending storm that is soon to be upon our mutual friend.

"Well we gotta go clean up your mess now. Just think about what I said, please." My skunk finishes, giving the husky a kiss on the cheek which makes her blush furiously.

"I will, no more rampages and no more messing with the cycle of nature. I promise I'll be good." She replies, waving us off as Kaiden and I head out of the sink. I tactfully wait till we're out of earshot before giving my skunk a slap on the back.

"I trust your diplomacy triumphed yet again?" I ask as Kaiden sighs and wearily combs his great mane back.

"Yeah for the most part. So long as we put in a good word for her to the press and don't hold a grudge for all the bruises she dished out she'll never come near the city again unless summoned by us. What's more she'll devote all her efforts towards her team's original projects." My skunk giggles softly. "Of course I had to promise that they wouldn't shrink her back down to normal size though."

A military chopper passes by overhead. I follow it and zoom in as it lands in the sink. Out steps a very familiar ringtail, clipboard balanced atop her pilates ball sized chest and a most sadistic glee highlighting her otherwise beautiful violet eyes. . "She's definitely going to need the extra mass for when Laura gets her paws on her."

Kaiden follows my gaze. "Ah, it'll be fine. Soon as she's signed a full confession and written apology, the two of them will be getting on like a house on fire. Come on, I've got a ton of extra energy from that milk to expend and there's only a few hours of daylight left to put everything back together." He summons the mountains from the earth again and we make short work of the trip back. The rest of the day passes quickly as we progress along the Bustress' trail of destruction, aiding the emergency restoration crews where they can be and getting on with the work ourselves where they can't. By the time the first stars of the night twinkle into existence we finally drag ourselves back into our warm, welcoming cave, bypassing all other distractions for the bedroom so we can finally fall into each other's arms and end the night in the proper way.

Or rather we would if not for the slight hindrance that we're still about 50 feet larger than our furnishings have been designed to accommodate.

"Guess it's going to take a bit more than simple hard labor to shed the excess height huh?" I muse weakly, curling myself up on the mattress and finding both my feet and my scrotum still slump over the end.

"Eh, we'll manage. Just gotta find the right position and it'll be as good as before." Kaiden answers while struggling with little success to get comfortable. Not wanting to start an argument I bite my tongue and wait till my skunk smacks his head against the wall for the third time, prompting him to add. "Or maybe we could just clear out the rec room and camp in there tonight?"

I nod with a quiet grin as we change rooms, moving everything save for the TV out so Kaiden can then double up the softness of the moss carpet and lay down blankets and pillows. Switching the tube on, I stretch out on the plush floor and groan as I'm able to fully recline in the now empty space. My skunk is soon atop me and we get to cuddling, muscles massaging against muscles as our lips meet and we share in the satisfaction of concluding another successful if exhausting day.

"You think we should ask for some vacation time eventually? I mean I know we need to be available for whenever the city is in trouble, but given situations like this, you gotta admit a little R&R couldn't hurt." Kaiden says tracing an intricate pattern across my pectoral fur. Propping my head up I stare deeply into his soulful eyes, finding myself agreeing...until something on the TV distracts my attention. Glancing up at the news program I snicker long and loud as a reporter conducts an on the scene interview with the ram and rabbit that were present at our little rest stop. I can tell it's them because they're both still naked as newborns as they animatedly talk about what a thrill it was to be in such close proximity to their literal idols of superheroes.

"You raise a valid point, but I have to counter that it's precisely days like today that make our jobs so worth it. Yeah we've got a few after effects to deal with, but on the plus side we resolved the situation with no loss of life, all property damage amended for and with public support for us now stronger than ever. Maybe I'm just a sucker for praise but that makes me want to go out and keep up the good work more than anything else." I watch as the feed switches to coverage of the new homegrown forest chalets we whipped up for the coastal town inhabitants, two of which apparently being, for good measure, the bat and squirrel from early, likewise still unclothed and happily waving at the camera from the restored beach.

"Course that said, a few hours off the job, mmmm, or maybe a day to just hang out with the public would be nice." I reply, shivering as black chiseled arms slip their way down my front to play across the rising plane of my sheath while Kaiden gives me another kiss.

"Agreed. If anything I'd love to take a poll to see if anyone can answer one of the more prominent questions that's been plaguing my mind."

"And that is?" I ask, while the news footage switches again to live coverage of the Bustress still being drained in the sink. Kaiden points with great relish at the TV.

"How can someone be that smart, and yet still be so unbelievably dumb?"