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****DISCLAIMER: This story is for adults only (18+ years) and contains sexual descriptions of male/male interaction, violence, rape, bukkake, muscles, growth, extreme hyper, and extreme vore of many types, including oral, cock, and anal. I will not be held accountable for any discontent this may cause. Please do not comment if the subjects are not to your liking. You have been warned.*****

Hard to Believe

A blaring, obnoxious sound rang through the bedroom. It was a sound that would stir anyone awake from the deepest of slumbers, "BRRRRN BRRRRN BRRRRN". It was an alarm clock going off. Another sound was met in reply. A groan of frustration came out loud and clear over the echoing noise. To add to the annoying symphony, there was a deep, churning gurgle that rippled through the air that made the frustrated groan turn into a lustful moan.

Morning wood was always difficult when one was a tanuki. It was even more so whenever one was a tanuki of gargantuan proportions. A huge, throbbing pink pillar of flesh was quickly pressing upward against the ceiling, even bending some as its owner gave out another moan, but soon turned into a grunt as he reached for the ringing alarm. He slammed his fist on it, but only made it shut off, being too small to do any real damage. His body was the only small thing about the raccoon-dog, however.

Being on the pudgy side, Darcello wasn't quite the hunk that many of the other guys in his school were. He was short, only able to stare up half-way to a basketball goal and weighed around 185 pounds. He was healthy, but still was a bit on the overweight side with a belly that stuck out a good couple feet from his body and love handles that one could grasp and wobble. He was rather average-looking with his brown fur, raccoon-like mask with blue eyes in its centers, and striped tail.

It was hard to live in a world full of hyper-sized muscled men whenever one only possessed the cock and balls. Strength was not something Darcello had an abundance of, so he tried his best to stay out of the way of everyone, especially at school. There were many guys that did their best to make it seem they were the strongest over someone else. That went extra for jocks. The football team was full of egotistical, cruel bullies that no one else messed with. The fact that he had to face them every day made him loathe school.

That was driven from his mind for a while, however, as his paws stroked over his massive dick that was throbbing more heavily against the ceiling now. The giant cock had to at least be over 30' long and almost half that in width. Veins danced over each foot, throbbing and pulsing visibly and audibly through the now, otherwise, quiet room. Darcello's moans continued to fill the room as he pumped his dick, feeling it push harder from his waist, drooling precum and smearing thick gouts over the ceiling, some of it splashing down over his face and over his bed, even over the floor.

His testicles were, as most tanuki were known for, enormous. Every other stroke made the titanic orbs creak and gurgle louder while Darcello grew closer to his first orgasm of the day. Those brown-furred balls pressed against his far wall and even pressed up against the ceiling as they gurgled and glorped with such an ocean inside of them. What the raccoon-dog didn't have in muscularity, he made up for in phallus size. Each of those gigantic balls weighed a little less than an adult elephant. At five tons each, it was a wonder how the young male could get around. tanuki magic helped a lot.

As for having such generous endowments, Darcello had to install drains throughout his house just in case he ever got the urge to jerk the gigantic tool. That was quite often, of course. Living alone had its benefits. He never knew his mother; his father was always away on business. He couldn't remember the last time he saw his father, but the important male always made sure that his boy was well-taken care of. Wiring money occurred often and phone conversations were held more sporadically. Despite asking to see his father on occasion, the answer was always met with a dodgy uncertainty which only equated to "eventually". It was better than a no, he supposed.

The great dick that pulsed above Darcello was threatening to break through the roof. He had to repair it quite often, so it wasn't an alien worry. He tried to contain himself often, but sometimes it was just too much, especially if he put it off for a few days. Each stroke brought him all the closer to edge, grunting and pumping with all the might he could muster. He arched and thrusted himself against his chubby belly, making it ripple and tense, his thick arms, having at least a little muscle there, tensed as he grinded upward. A rumbling could be felt in the vicinity of the gigantic nuts that throbbed and rippled.

As Darcello got closer, he let out louder moans until it almost turned into whimpers. That massive cock grew darker, veins grew fatter, and the throbbing grew louder. Deep, gurgling churns turned into near earthquake-level rumbles and sloshes. The tanuki began to roll his eyes back as the moment of climax inched closer, body paralyzed from the sheer amounts of pleasure overloading his smaller body.

A loud, swirling sound could be heard coming from those titanic orbs while the base and underside of that cock began to bulge. It swelled bigger and strained loudly, sounding like stretching leather as the bubbling, lava-like cum began to press upward. It gurgled through that pillar of flesh, pushing up further and further, and finally, with a screaming howl from the raccoon-dog, it erupted.

Splurt after splash gushed from the gigantic slit that spread almost into a perfect circle. It hit the ceiling first, raining back down on Darcello, before hitting the wall behind him, and then thick plops and splats were heard coming from the ground below. It seemed like hundreds of gallons were pumping up every moment from the orgasming tanuki, and with the flooding that was quickly becoming relevant, it wasn't hard to believe. The drains did their job in making sure the room wasn't overtaken by the flood, but they didn't stop everything from getting soaked.

Knowing himself, Darcello never had anything that could be ruined in his room, just for this occasion. He kept most of his belongings in a different bedroom than where he slept, considering the gallons of cum was rising up near the top of the bed. It seemed like the eruptions would go on for hours, but as Darcello came out of his mind-numbing bliss, he saw that the alarm clock only blinked 30 minutes after. He always planned ahead, so he had ample time to clean up and get ready to catch the bus.

A sigh escaped his lips. It always felt good to get off, but it was only a temporary nirvana. He lied in bed for a few moments, considering skipping school for the day. He had done so quite a bit already, so missing more days might be detrimental to his records. He didn't want to repeat a grade, especially at that damned school. So, with a heavier, defeated sigh, he slowly sat up and looked at his now-softening cock and his still-gurgling balls.

Reaching to his nightstand beside his drenched, dripping alarm clock, he pulled open a box that contained a few oversized leaves inside. He lifted it up and placed it on his forehead, closing his eyes as he murmured a few words. The leaf glowed brightly, shining out, and soon seemed to evaporate into thin air. There was a louder, gurgling rumble that followed, and soon another sound of rushing and siphoning.

The two gargantuan orbs that had filled half the room were now pulling closer to the tanuki, getting smaller and smaller. They went from two massive elephants, to two cars, to two trash bags, and finally, to two beach balls. That was as small as he could compact them. His cock had followed the same pattern, getting to that of only three feet. It was difficult enough to hold this spell, but he could manage half a day with them compact like that. Thankfully, the leaf was an easy way to get clean as well--all of the cum had dissipated off his body.

He slowly slid out of bed with his junk hanging low, still giving deep, monstrous gurgles as if they were still as big as they were before. They didn't lose their weight at all, so it made sense that most of the muscle the tanuki did have was in his lower half. His legs tensed while he took a few heavy steps, trying to adjust to his side for another horrible day at school. He slipped up his boxers and pants, sliding his shirt on after, and wiping his feet before putting his shoes on.

His heavy steps brought him into the kitchen, popping a few pieces of bread into the toaster, slathering butter over them, and finally some jelly as well. He was getting closer to the bus's pick-up time, so he had to hurry. After finishing his small breakfast, he trotted out into his driveway with his backpack over his shoulders. The rumbling of machinery made it obvious the bus was approaching. The big, yellow vehicle was half-full of students already, and Darcello slowly moved up the stairs after the door opened for him.

Before walking deeper into the bus, he looked around and tried to find a familiar face. It wasn't difficult, as it seemed he spotted his friend; a massive tiger's head was above most of the others, but was dipped to a large handheld gaming device. Realizing that this was his friend's place, the tiger blinked and looked up, giving a grin and a wave. Darcello smiled a bit in reply and slowly moved toward the gigantic tiger.

The tanuki paused short, however, seeing a pair of squirming legs beneath the huge rump and the massively-stretched tailhole that the tiger possessed. The tiger was steadily enjoying his game, not even seeming to be aware of the student beneath him. Giving a sigh, Darcello rubbed his head and slowly sat down beside the tiger, his head only coming up to where the tiger's enormous pecs started. This sort of thing happened so often that the tanuki didn't even mention it.

Because most of the guys were so massive in the school, clothing was optional. It was usually asked that they put some sort of covering on, but it was understandable if you were a 15' tall tiger. He was wearing what seemed like a loincloth, but that did nothing to cover the gigantic package that was resting on the vibrating floor of the moving vehicle. Around his neck was a jeweled pendant. Most of the guys in the city wore it. No one really knew what it was for or why they had them, but most of them had the necklaces since birth.

"Hey man," the tiger's deep voice rang out, loud enough for everyone to hear. Not that he meant to be so apparent, of course.

"Hey, Jerry," Darcello murmured in reply.

The sadness in Darcello's voice caused the tiger to perk and look to him. "You okay?" he asked softly.

"Yeah, I'm fine. 's just another day at this damned place," the tanuki replied, arms crossed over his small chest.

Jeremiah frowned, but said nothing afterward. There was only a slight squelch and a movement from beneath the tiger. The legs that were moving were pulled a bit deeper, thick ripples coming from the massive tailhole, and soon disappeared between the massive cheeks of the huge feline. Did he really not feel that?

Darcello was not the only one who noticed his fellow student's plight. Sitting across from them, there was another tiger. This feline looked very much like the older one--they were brothers, after all. The smaller tiger was still a hyper-sized giant. He was a little more than half Jeremiah's height, but seemed to be just as dense with muscle, despite his size. Each movement caused a ripple through the huge tiger's form and veins were occasionally pulsing over them with the slightest exertion. As such, he didn't wear very much, either.

James's tail was flitting from side to side as he stared. It seemed the wheels were moving in his mind. This became clear to Darcello whenever he saw James avert his head and look to his companion who was sharing his seat. The equine looked back at James and raised an eyebrow, soon giving a loud gasp as he raised himself and his massive rump. The equine stared into a dark, fleshy hole between those cheeks before his vision went dark.

Darcello's eyes widened as he watched the younger tiger engulfing the equine, hearing the thick squelches coming from the massive tailhole between those cheeks. Each squeeze and tense of those huge cheeks bulked them out a bit bigger, making James moan in delight while he spread his legs over the seat. The big tiger sank lower over the equine that was squirming while he was devoured. He groaned, clawing into the leathery seats. Those inner muscles rippled and squeezed, firmly gripping the tiger's meal all the deeper.

The tanuki shuddered and then looked to Jeremiah, seeing him still engrossed in his video game, as his brother so easily devoured his fellow student. As Darcello looked back, the equine was nothing but a squirming bulge in the tiger's belly. He grunted and rubbed over it before he looked to the others in the seat behind him, a bigger grin coming over his muzzle. They stared, almost frozen in shock, before James drew his massive rump slowly over the back of the seat, locking over the two large otters, obviously brothers themselves.

A deeper groan came from the young tiger as his cheeks were spread all the wider by the two short, yet thick otters, both of them squeezed together beneath those mounds of rump flesh and fur. James pushed down more, giving out a louder groan while he tensed and moved back, slowly pushing over the seat and sinking down over his next meals. Darcello, at this point, gave a light nudge to Jeremiah.

"Hey... erm... your brother is..." he trailed off, giving a motion to the hungry tiger.

Jerry gave a start and looked up from his handheld, seeing his brother taking up the feet of the two otters. A sigh escaped as he closed the lid of the game and shoved it into his backpack, soon crossing his arms as he stood up in front of James. The glower on his older brother's face made the younger tiger swivel his ears and look down.

"S-sorry, big bro... I just wanted to do what you did," he murmured, looking almost too pitiable to scold.

"You know what I've told you about eating students without me, James. You haven't learned to bring back people like I can yet," Jeremiah grunted out. Though, at the other's statement, he raised an eyebrow. "What did I do?" he replied.

"You... uh... you ate a guy. You sat on him this morning. I thought you saw him. Or at least felt him..." James murmured, almost too quiet to hear. James respected his brother more than anyone else, even his gigantic father. Jeremiah was always there for him, fed him, and had fun with him, be it video games or sexual enjoyments.

Jeramiah blinked and then rubbed over his belly, soon looking back behind his massive trap, or at least tried to, as he turned around somewhat to rub his massive rump. "Really?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. He reached to his gigantic tailhole that took up most of his rump, rubbed into it and then gave a light belch. "Huh..." he murmured.

At this point, a smirk came over James's muzzle. With his brother lost in thought, the younger tiger looked to the seat in front of him. He gripped the distracted wolf, who was busy studying and doing a bit of homework, and let a yelp go as his muzzle was shoved into the squishy flesh of that massive tailhole of the tiger standing beside him. That paw shoved the entire head of the lupine inside, almost just as easily taking up those shoulders.

Jerry didn't notice at first, considering he was rubbing his stomach now, but he gave a sudden groan at the press of his prostate inside. He jerked slightly and looked back, seeing that his rump was easily pulling in another of his fellow students. A slight grin came over his face before he clenched, his huge cheeks pushing out while that fat, puffy tailhole engulfed the wolf up to his chest. The tiger gripped the seats he was between, rolling himself backward and groaning in delight.

Darcello gawked in silence. He watched the wolf's body sinking deeper, each thick, heavy squelch ringing through the bus as the great tiger grunted and rolled his hips. Jeramiah's package, throbbing a bit bigger, fattened and drooled along the middle aisle of the vehicle. Thick plops and splats of fresh precum moved over the ground as the wide, muscular wolf pressed along his walls. "Nnngh.. so naughty, lil' bro..." the huge male grunted.

James only grinned.

Darcello gave a gulp and then sank back into his seat. He had seen his friend get into devouring his classmates quite often. On occasion, he would be taken into the binge of consumption. Nothing scared him more than being eaten by a bigger, hungry predator and that was another reason he hated going to school. His high school was full of massive guys, eager to devour or fuck anyone else. And yet, here he was, friends with someone like that--someone whom he had a romantic interest in.

Because of their closeness, however, they had made sure to know when Darcello was inside. It was inevitable, being close to the big tiger all the time. They formed a series of thumps and nudges to preform inside to signal that the tanuki was inside. He had a feeling he would have to use these very soon, considering Jeremiah was already moving toward the next seat. He brought his huge rump over the squirming students and made quick work of them, squelching and tugging, each flex of that rump drawing them up into his body.

James watched with his own enthusiasm as his brother worked. He began to do the same, moving toward another seat, taking one student in slowly, sinking between those cheeks as he moaned and arched. Both tigers' dicks were throbbing and dribbling along the middle aisle, making quite a musky mess that was flooding along. If anyone tried to run past them, they would definitely slip and fall--not that there was any way around the two muscled beasts, however.

The bus was growing emptier with the hungry tigers devouring the ones inside, Darcello left in his seat, though, to watch his friend and his brother make quick work of their fellow students. However, he noticed that Jeremiah was moving toward the front of the bus now. The driver, a fat bear, blinked as the huge tiger approached. He hadn't seen the commotion on the bus, having learned to ignore the shenanigans of the little brats he took to school.

Almost a few moments later, the bus driver gave a loud gasp as that massive rump soon claimed him as well. His head and shoulders shoved up between those huge cheeks of Jeremiah's backside, causing the bus to skid to a stop as the big tiger placed his foot on the break. He shifted the gear to park, right in the middle of the empty street, and slowly drew the big bear deeper into his body. Each flexing ripple caused another few squelches and slurps to be heard until the bear's feet sank into the dark hole of that huge anus.

After the bus had parked, the massive tiger opened the door and tromped down the stairs, barely able to squeeze through with his massive, bulging, squirming gut. Both Darcello and James looked at each other, blinking in confusion. A few of the other students who were lucky enough to escape the binge stared around as well, wondering what was going on. After a few more moments, it was clear.

A deep, focused grunt and snarl was heard from in front of the bus. The giant tiger began to press his rump back over the vehicle's hood. His tailhole was slowly stretching over it, making loud, gurgling churns while it stretched. Wider and wider that ass spread, engulfing the entire front of the school bus! The massive, yellow vehicle was being drawn in by the powerful backside of the monstrous Jeremiah. He groaned and panted roughly, pushing back a bit harder and spreading his legs while the entire hood was engulfed, the front wheels being lifted off the ground.

"Oh shit," Darcello grunted and rubbed his head, seeing the windshields of the vehicle being blocked out by a massive tunnel that it would soon be going down. It was dark and ridged, obviously rippling and tugging with a bit of moisture along the walls. The tanuki looked around, giving a grunt. He was too chubby to fit through a window. He looked back and saw a few of the students trying to head to the emergency exit. The lever, though, was jammed.

They tried uselessly to move it, but it was thoroughly locked. "Who doesn't check these things!?" Darcello grunted and rubbed his head. He looked to the front and saw that that huge rump was slowly progressing over the middle of the bus. Jerry was making quite quick progress.

"Fuck it," Darcello grunted and simply moved back to his seat, sitting down and crossing his arms with a sigh. The other students didn't seem as resigned as the tanuki. They continued to try to jerk the lever from the latch, but there was no use. At least, there wasn't until James knocked them out of the way in a bit of excitement. The huge rump was sliding toward the back of the bus now, the loud, churning gurgles of the huge tiger's insides now echoing through the bus.

Darcello blushed, looking around the expanded walls around him, though still confined inside of the steel machine that had once served the purpose of bringing him to school. He couldn't help but get aroused at the sounds and the feel of the heat surrounding him, despite his distaste for the action itself. He rubbed over his stretching shorts, soon perking his ears as he heard the lever on the emergency door break open the door.

At the last moment, James managed to break through and tumble out of the back of the bus just as the huge cheeks engulfed and squeezed around the last of the bus, leaving both tigers on the outside and Darcello, along with a few others, inside. Jeremiah was panting heavily, grunting and holding his massively-distended belly. Strangely enough, he took in every bit and was near immobile, but one would have a hard time believing that an entire bus (which was full of students) was in that stomach.

The massive, throbbing tiger cock was now erect and gushing down the street while he held his belly. Jeremiah grunted and slowly moved to stand upward, drooling over his huge pectoral muscles that seemed to have grown a bit. His belly gave thick, churning gurgles while he held around it, rubbing a bit more while he belched massively. Soon, though, he looked back at James.

James perked and moved forward, rubbing along his brother's massive belly and smirked a bit at his stern look. "What? You enjoyed it," he grunted.

Jeremiah rolled his eyes and gripped his little brother's shoulders, drawing him in front. A loud, roaring moan came from the younger male while that gigantic cock shoved between James's cheeks. He squirmed and gave spasms, lifting his head back against that mammoth chest, back pressed to that belly. Jerry began to thrust while he walked forward, making the young tiger bounce easily on that huge dick, fucking his little brother on the way to school.

James jerked and arched, gripping the massive arms that surrounded him, moaning while his own gigantic dick bobbed in front of them, taking his turn to splatter the streets with his liquid. Thick splatters echoed through the neighborhood. They would soon be at school, so Jeremiah took to walking a bit slower so that he could get off in time. Each slam grew harder as he snarled and thrust. For a short time, Jeremiah slowed in his thrusts and held the small tiger against his huge form, seeming to focus on something.

Massive bulges began to move along the underside of that huge dick, rippling deeper and being pulled slowly down toward the huge nuts dragging along the ground. The bulges were squirming. Jeremiah was pulling the students from James's stomach, and after he finished, he began to slam all the harder. Snarling groans left the older tiger as his balls gurgled, churned, and then erupted.

Gush after gargantuan gush splattered deeply into James's body. That belly bowed out with the shape of that dick, but even more so with the pressure of eruption. The younger tiger howled and snarled as his own cock began to flare, thick, rippling gushes erupting in front of him as well. However, that only caused him to clench hard around Jerry's cock inside, sending a vice-like squeeze around it, sending shocks of pleasure through him.

Hundreds of gallons flooded into the boy around his cock while Jerry gripped around him. Hump after thrust came from those hips, muscles tensing while sweat dripped over their exerting forms. Muscles bulged and rippled, grinding meat against meat and sending heavy footfalls into the pavement below. Again, their orgasm seemed to go on for hours, but as they arrived at school, they slowly came down from their high.

James's belly was now sagging low and heavy, gurgling noisily and sloshing while he belched. He licked the drool from his chin before he lifted his head back, rolling the massive paunch that he had been given. "Damn, big bro... you really know how to eat and fuck," he grunted out.

"Of course, it's what I do best," Jeremiah chuckled. Afterward, he gave a grunt and a ripple of his belly. He seemed to be focusing again as thick churning glorps came from the massive gut. With a heavy groan, there was another thick squelch, and finally a "fwomp" as Darcello came tumbling out and down onto the ground, gasping and panting.

"Damn it, Jerry!" he snorted out as he stood up, damp with musk and fluids from the huge tiger's body.

Jerry tried to stifle a grin. "S-sorry, Darcy. I got a little carried away," he murmured, almost like his little brother earlier on the bus.

"You think!? I'm going to be late now," he sighed and held his head.

"I'll make it up to you later. I promise."

Darcello growled and glared up at his friend, who now looked authentically ashamed of himself. However, at the expression he was given, the tanuki's anger dissipated slowly into a sigh and a rub to his held head. "Always with the kitten eyes," he grunted before he crossed his arms.

At that, Jerry seemed to grin a bit sheepishly. The big tiger managed to look cute despite his gargantuan frame and his massive package. "I promise, Darcy. I'll make it up to you," he murmured, leaning down and giving a light lick to the tanuki's cheek.

Darcello blushed, but said nothing as they walked up the steps to school.

Running toward the door, Darcello gripped the handle to his first class and paused for a moment. He took a breath and then slowly opened the door without a sound. The teacher was giving his lecture about animal biology as he entered, gently shutting the door. He tried his best to crouch a bit and move toward the back. He was a massive timber wolf with blond hair and was always wearing a lab coat. He had a bit of a belly, but was still tremendously muscled. One would wonder how he could manage such a large muscle-gutted form.

"Mr. Darcello, you are quite late," the deep voice rang out from the front.

Darcello silently cursed under his breath and stood up straight, turning and giving a slight bow. His face was red. "Please forgive me, Mr. Marin. I had some trouble on the bus this morning," he stated honestly.

Mr. Marin rubbed his blond goatee and adjusted his small glasses on his huge muzzle. "I did hear about the late bus. It is fine, Mr. Darcello. Please take out your Biology book and turn to page 254. We were discussing the effects of energy on cells," the great timber explained.

Darcello murmured a thank-you audible enough for Mr. Marin to hear and did as he was told. He sat in the back of the class, trying his best to look as inconspicuous as possible. He always tried to be as invisible as possible. Many people ignored him, thankfully, but that didn't keep bullies from trying to do things to him on occasion. He tried to take the most public routes as possible between classes. This often led to success, but today it seemed he ran into every jock in the school.

He was mocked and pushed, had his books knocked out of his hands on occasion, getting to the point that he was almost in tears. It didn't help that the captain of the football team, a large Squirrel, told him that Darcello would be sinking into him soon. The tanuki shivered and realized that it was time for gym class next. He hated gym class.

It wasn't that Darcello was always unhappy. Loneliness was a major factor in his life right now. He had confessed his intimate feelings to Jeremiah only to have them rejected. This made things awkward ever since and the tanuki felt horrible for doing it, thinking on it almost daily. It affected his school work and, quite frankly, made him targetable for more mockery. Today, he was sitting on the bench after finishing his lap around the basketball court, a while after most others had finished. It was difficult running around with two 5-ton orbs between one's legs, after all.

In the locker room, Darcello was looking down at his paws, lost in thought as he waited for the showers to clear out. He wasn't aware of the huge form looming above him until he noticed the shadow on the ground. He blinked, turning rather quickly, met with a gigantic, shorts-covered package right in his face, making him give out a muffled yelp in surprise. It pressed him back against the lockers, giving a firm grind before it pulled back, a huge, grinning lion coming into view.

"Hey, little buddy. You seem down again," the big jock murmured.

Darcello's face flushed red, looking up at the huge football player; he was one of the stars of the team. He wasn't sure what he did to earn the giant feline's attention, but he didn't deny that he enjoyed it. He was the only one of the football team that was nice, friendly, and polite. It made him feel like he had another friend aside from Jerry. He'd even go as far to say he had a bit of a crush on Bruce.

Of course, he'd never act on it. Bruce always said he wasn't gay, but he wasn't homophobic either. He was, after all, on a football team. In fact, to make Darcello feel better, he often participated in quite lewd acts such as what happening at that very moment. Another grind pressed Darcello against the locker. The tanuki could feel the heat and throbs coming from the covered monster while the musk invaded his senses. He breathed shakily, whimpering slightly to the big lion.

"Y-yeah... I've had a bad day. It's difficult being small," Darcello murmured weakly.

"I wouldn't know, unfortunately. Been huge all my life, of course," he grunted and gave another grind of his massive package to the tanuki. The giant paw of the lion moved forward, stroking over Darcello's head and held it against the massive, throbbing groin while he drew him down, soon pinning him to the floor beneath his huge, meaty package.

"B-Bruce... wh-what are you doing?" he moaned out while he gripped around it, arching his own throbbing meat against it, feeling it swell. Arousal sometimes broke the spell concealing his package and his situation certainly wasn't helping matters. He could barely control himself from his arousal as he shoved upward and rolled that massive package.

There was a deep rumble above him, and while Darcello couldn't see it, he knew that Bruce was enjoying himself. "Don't worry about the guys, little buddy. They're just big oafs," he murmured deeply into his gigantic pecs. One of those big paws reached up to squeeze his gigantic, black nipples that were bigger than his head, rolling them as he grinded downward. The pendant that the lion wore was partially sunken between those mammoth pecs. He smothered over the small tanuki a bit more. "You're a sweet kid. Definitely going to get attention when you're older," the lion reassured.

Despite his throbbing groin, Darcello couldn't help but smile a bit, face still heated from it all, but gripped a bit more into that huge package. He pressed it up, letting his paws and arms sink into the flesh, feeling it rippling and gurgling over him while the lion rumbled above. The tanuki grinded his face along the deep crevice between the nuts, breathing in a bit deeper at the masculine scent that wafted from them, reaching up a bit farther to grasp at that semi-hard member, stroking it tenderly beneath the covering.

However, it all came to an end whenever the huge lion slowly pulled himself upward, letting Darcello take a breath of fresh air in, but left him with a frown and swiveled ears. "Sorry, little buddy. I gotta get out to the field now. Practice is almost over," he murmured, soon leaning down, his massive pecs pressing to the tanuki's chin. Bruce trailed a firm, sandpapery lick along the tanuki's face, even giving him a little kiss on his lips before pulling back.

"You're a gigantic tease..." the tanuki complained.

At the statement, Bruce brought up his massive arms and flared a double-bicep pose. Those huge mounds pushed up and swelled, making that pelt creak like leather as veins pushed to the surface of the strained muscles. "I am definitely gigantic. Don't worry, little buddy... I might let you get me off sometime soon. We'll see," Bruce murmured with a wink.

Darcello gave a light nod and a wave as the huge lion walked out, pecs bouncing with each step. A sigh escaped him afterward as he leaned against the lockers after getting up, lifting his head as he reached down to rub over his throbbing groin. Thankfully, the spell didn't break. It was close, though. Regardless, he calmed himself down and then took a breath before he watched the last guy moving out of the showers. With a light smile, he moved into the tiled area after stripping down, his huge package flopping out down below.

He leaned into the wall again and let the water rush down his head and fur, sighing in delight. He wasn't feeling so bad now after his encounter with Bruce. He smiled again, thinking about him before he perked his ears somewhat. They rose, hearing heavy footsteps in the locker room. His face paled.

The football team finished their practice early for the day.

The small tanuki looked around for a place to hide, his body tensing from nervousness and sheer fear. He didn't know what to do. There were no concealed places except for the towel closet and that was locked. A shiver came over Darcello while he turned the water off, grabbing his towel and bringing it around his head, hoping to God that he wouldn't be recognized. He slowly brought himself up and out toward the locker. If he could get to one of the stalls...

This was wishful thinking, of course. As soon as he stepped out of the shower area, his shoulder was grabbed and shoved backward. Darcello was gripped and pressed to the tiled wall, causing him to yelp and whine from surprise and a bit of pain. His towel was pulled off, staring into the face of the captain of the football team. The squirrel gave a cruel, smirking laugh.

"Well, look what we got here, boys! Lil' 'nuki thought he'd catch us all naked. Lil' faggot," the big squirrel sneered.

"N-no, honest. I was just leaving. I'm sorry," he apologized for no reason, of course. He was hoping for mercy. "I'll leave, please don't hurt me."

"We're not gonna hurt you, kid. Just want to have some fun with ya. Show ya how a faggot should take a cock," the squirrel growled, almost canine-like.

Darcello was roughly shoved to the floor, causing him to gasp out as the air was knocked out of his lungs by the huge, muscled rodent. His face was red whenever he was pressed against, feeling a firm grind of the massive package the squirrel had between his legs. The tanuki's face flushed as he squirmed, trying his best to get away from the jock's grasp, but he was much too strong. Was this it?

"N-no, please! Please don't do this," Darcello whimpered out. He began to look around, trying to find a familiar face. Bruce was there. His body tensed further, "Bruce, please, help me!"

"Shut up, faggot. Take it like the bitch you are," the squirrel growled while he grinded again. The stretched pants of the rodent made a loud, creaking strain as the package filled like a big, meaty balloon while sweat dripped from his brow and onto the tanuki below. The squirrel grinned wickedly while he grinded harder, reaching around and gripping Darcello's chest, squeezing it as he growled, almost chirping.

In the meantime, the rest of the team was filtering into the showers, watching the display. With a wave of the squirrel's paw, the other eleven members gathered around him, their gigantic forms brushing and shoving against each other as they tried to get closer. He heard the taunts and sneers of "faggot" and "pussy" all around him. He suddenly felt a huge dick slap against his face, grinding against his cheek and shove at his maw.

The musk of the sweating young men filled the shower room quite quickly. Darcello was already in a daze of fear and a bit of his own arousal as he felt a second cock shoving along his back and along his rump, causing him to cringe and try to pull away. He was blocked by a third member, however, shoving against his belly and along his chest. He whimpered and began to shudder while his own package was pressed against with yet another dick, causing him to gasp.

The stimulations to his body sent him into a rippling tense, groaning while his balls swelled and began to bulge out bigger, gurgling deeply inside and pressing against a few of the jocks. The shrunken member of the tanuki pushed out as well, all of the compression becoming less and less contained, expanding out. A few of the jocks gasped in shock, a few of them gripping into the gigantic nuts that continued to grow, grinding against them in a sudden, strange lust that filled their minds.

Those gigantic tanuki balls finally reached their full 5-ton, uncompressed size, wobbling and filling the shower room quite a bit. His face was red with embarrassment, but that didn't seem to stop the jocks at all. In fact, similar to the ones shoving themselves between the massive balls, a few of the other jocks grew more aroused than they probably should have. Darcello felt a cock shove against his ass and finally into it, causing him to moan out and grip into the tiled ground.

The squirrel looked around at his drooling teammates, blinking somewhat at their reactions. However, with a few more glances, he began to shove his own huge cock along the tanuki's rump, spreading it and shoving deeply inside the other that was already inside. There was a massive stallion that shoved his cock along the tanuki's maw, making the boy whimper a bit more, jerking and trying to pull back. However, after a few more forceful shoves, Darcello had to take it into his maw, sucking the flared head as it shoved to the back of his throat.

That throat rippled and swallowed, pulling it deeper while his rump was filled with a third cock, then a fourth, stretching him wider and wider. Darcello's body was surprisingly acceptable to all of the assaulting meat and responded with a few gushes of precum from his own swelling cock. He hated that his body was enjoying the attack, but he had to admit, it was feeling rather nice. Darcello pressed himself along those dicks shoving along his face now, panting hard and whimpering.

As the grinds and thrusts continued, precum gushed all over, splattering over the ground, running into the drains and inside and over the tanuki himself. As the moments progressed, he even felt a cock shoving at his chest. It found his nipple, shoving roughly against it before it spread and accepted the massive meat. Darcello howled and moaned in a muffled huff around the dicks inside of his maw, now filled with two. His other nipple was quickly penetrated, the giant gryphon seeming to like the sight of his companion shoving into its partner.

Nearly every hole of Darcello's body was being stretched and grinded into. Thick, sticky liquid splattered all over and matted his fur thoroughly while his own gigantic sac gurgled and churned; it only adding to the heavy sounds of grunts and moans, splats and splurts. Soon, the tanuki's navel was being stretched by a massive member, followed by his gigantic dick. Everything was being fucked and shoved into. The small raccoon-dog was too lost in his own mind, overloaded with pleasure, pain, and embarrassment.

There was an orgasm hit, the first male to gasp and snarl, shoving deeply into Darcello's ass while cum erupted. Hundreds of gallons from one of the massive guys alone were flooding inside of him. The huge german shepherd slowly pulled out and collapsed backward in a heavy huff of a pant, his massive chest rising and falling. That single orgasm seemed to set off a chain reaction. The next male that shoved into that ass began to erupt as well.

The paunch that the tanuki had only grew bigger, getting wider and heavier, sloshing down against the wet, white floor. Darcello only squeezed and sucked where he could, slurping at the wide meats in his maw, drooling copiously in his mindless acceptance. His rump clenched with his inner walls rippling and tugging the meat and cum deeper into himself, still squirming and trying to pull away at times. He didn't want any of this, no matter how good it felt.

Regardless, the assault continued until there was another eruption of cum, then another. Hundreds of gallons turned into thousands, flooding the shower room and making the level of cum rise around their ankles, almost up to their calves. It was coming too fast for the drains to consume. Some pulled out of the tanuki before they orgasmed, some fed it directly into him, causing his belly to bloat out even more.

Darcello didn't know which way was left or right, up or down. All he could feel were cocks and splatters of white, hot liquid gushing all over him and into him. It literally was an hour before all of the boys were finished. The tanuki had added his own cum into the waves, having coated a few of the males that had been fucking his urethra, but he barely felt it at all. He shuddered, lying in the cum, bloated and crying. He belched up a bit of the heavy cream, splashing down his chin and drooling into the lake around them.

They were all panting, giving a few late moans, a few strands of cum splattering and adding a bit more to the lowering white abundance. Darcello was slowly gaining his wits about him, looking around through his hazy, dazed vision, blinking back into as much focus as he could get. He slowly tried to push himself up, belly giving a thick, groaning creak as he did. The tanuki grasped it and gasped in a bit of discomfort, but soon felt a familiar grip to his shoulder.

"You did good, faggot. But now it's time to say goodbye," the squirrel grunted through his huffs.

Darcello's face paled beneath the caked white. "W-what..?" he murmured with a shiver.

"It's time to eat!"

"W-wait! Please... haven't you done enough... to me already?" Darcello whimpered, trying to tug back from the grasp of the powerful male. He was in no position to resist, however.

The squirrel only chuckled, his maw spread right before the tanuki's face. Darcello stared into that maw, swiveling his ears and giving another long whine and sob. He felt the hot breath of the squirrel moving over his face; the saliva was dripping over his muzzle, making his eyes shut tightly. This was it. He was going to be eaten and he couldn't do anything about it.

He waited a few more moments, but the engulfing swallows never came. The hot breath stopped. A gasp of surprise caused him to open his eyes, staring directly at a glow coming from beneath the squirrel's shirt. Darcello became increasingly confused by the moment, but he soon perked his ears at another gasp from the side. Then another.

Looking back, the tanuki noticed that each of the males around him wore those strange pendants as well, all of them in varying colors. Some of them pulled them up, staring at them as if they had never seen the things before. Darcello felt it was a good time to leave. He started to roll upward, but he was gripped again by the squirrel. The expression on his face caused the tanuki to raise an eyebrow.

The captain's face was in utter shock, but soon curled into a more evil smirk. "Well, who would have thought a little faggot like you could be my own personal key to enlightenment?" he snickered. "That doesn't matter, though. You're a fucking pussy. I'd still fuck you up so hard. You are nothing," he laughed. His maw spread a bit wider, seeming to push it over Darcello's face.

The tanuki had never been more confused. Enlightenment? That didn't make sense. It wouldn't matter soon, though, as his face was pushing to the back of the squirrel's throat. A shudder escaped his body as he tensed, about to succumb to his fate. However, he saw light again, gasping fresh air as his head was popped out. Darcello blinked, dripping with the squirrel's saliva.

"I don't need to taint myself with your body, faggot. You're going to take me to Nirvana," he growled. He gripped Darcello's jaw and suddenly spread those lips, shoving his entire head inside of that maw! Pushing farther, the tanuki was forced to swallow, pulling the captain's head deeper.

Soon after, as if on cue, a wave of pleasure suddenly ran through the tanuki as his cock was stretched at the slit. He looked to the side, trying to find out the source, only to be mortified at the sight of that earlier stallion shoving his head down the massive member. Out of instinct, Darcello's cock tensed, gripping around the equine and pulled him slowly downward. His throat was pulling at the squirrel's belly now, those huge abs sinking past his lips.

The huge squirrel was now slipping up to his waist now, pushing deeper and spreading that throat while Darcello was forced to swallow, tears still streaming down his face. He squirmed, trying to push the squirrel a bit harder from him, but he only sank further down those rippling walls. Each squelch led to pulling the squirrel inside all the more until the tanuki's lips were pressing around those calves.

At that instant, he felt one of his nipples being pressed against once more. Not by a cock this time, but by a muzzle. Startled, Darcello looked down as the pressure grew, giving a wince as the entire head of one of the jocks was now pushing directly into his chest. He groaned and tried to pull him out as well, but the insistent male only pushed farther in. Those shoulders stretched that wide nub, and soon his other was filled similarly.

Darcello cried out and whimpered, trying to push himself away from the jocks more desperately than before, not wanting to consume them in the least bit. Yet, here he was, his chest, throat, and cock being filled. That wasn't the end, of course. There was a jock that was shoving apart the big, stretched tailhole of the tanuki now. Darcello tried his best to resist, clenching his rump tightly, but that only made those warm, pulsing walls swallow around the jock faster.

The squirrel's feet were now entering Darcello's maw, sliding slowly between them and finally disappearing down that throat. He swallowed and sobbed, trying to push him back out and halt the descent, but it was no use. His body was taking them in whether his mind was telling him to or not. His belly swelled and bulged, wobbling with thick gurgles and sloshes now, his chest pressing out and upward, rounding and wobbling with the movements from the prey inside.

"Please... no. Don't do this... Stop it!" he wailed out. Darcello was about to continue his protest before his maw was suddenly shoved open by another one of the team members. Like usual, his resistance slowly waned, getting less and less until there was none left. He swallowed willingly now, tears still staining his face and dripping onto the wet floor beneath. Another male eagerly shoved up that huge rump beside his companion, farther and farther inside, leaving the belly to bloat all the bigger.

Eventually, the room was clear, and the last few pairs of feet disappeared into the raccoon-dog's nipples, maw, cock, and rump. He was still crying, sniffing and holding his squirming, rippling body while the jocks inside gurgled and churned about, moving and bulging out the tanuki's flesh and fur. Darcello panted and slowly sat up, slowly leaning into the wall as he cried and groaned, holding around himself as he tried his best to not think about what he just did.

Darcello just wanted to lie there and disappear, staring in a daze up at the ceiling, water still running over him now that the shower head was free to rain down. An hour passed with him lying there, the squirms and gurgles slowing and becoming less noticeable. It was hard to tell if they were getting tired or if they were actually diminishing inside. He would lie there forever if he had to, it wasn't like he could move very much with being so bloated.

After a few more moments, there was a slight pulsing growing through the raccoon-dog's body. It seemed to stir him out of his mind's hazy absence while a tingling moved throughout his entire form afterward. He grunted to himself, reaching down and rubbing over his belly again, soon gasping as there were a few creaks and strains coming from his form. The throbs grew louder while veins roped along Darcello's biceps and along his pecs, filling thicker while strength seemed to add on. His arms and legs tensed and bulged with new muscle.

Lines appeared along those limbs, causing the tanuki to gasp and watch in confusion and some fascination. He tensed his bicep as it swelled and grew, groaning as his pecs began to do the same. It was a strange feeling, but it felt so good. The sheer filling of all of that meat pushing outward caused Darcello to moan in a bit of pleasure. He reached up and rubbed one of the warm, throbbing mounds of pec flesh, squeezing his stretched nipple as he slowly began to stand up.

His height even seemed to gain a few inches, his back bulging out and rippling, sounds of thick, leather-like creaks filled the shower room. His moans grew slightly deeper while his neck pressed out, shoulders pressing a slight bit wider, and his belly even firming a bit, showing a faint outline of abdominal muscles despite the tremendously-filled girth beneath it. He gave a testing flex of his pecs, making them jut out and press against his chin, almost engulfing his muzzle while his legs began to move forward.

Wiping his eyes, Darcello gave a few sniffs and then shuddered, a few more squirms seeming to come alive as he moved. He was still utterly confused over everything that had just transpired, tears starting to dribble down his face again as his mind went back to the moments before. Those strange amulets caused them to make the tanuki consume him. It had to be the pendants. Maybe Jeremiah knows something about them, he thought to himself.

"Jerry, open up!" Darcello shouted as he banged his slightly-bigger fist on the door.

A few moments passed and Jeremiah was quick to do so. The tiger was met with a gigantically-bloated, muscled version of the friend he had ridden with in the bus that morning! "W-wha... Darcello?" he sputtered.

"Jerry, can I come in? I'm so lost. I'm a mess. The entire football team raped me and then FED themselves to me!" he said frantically, his face in complete distress, tears starting to well in his eyes again, "What am I going to do!?"

"Whoa, whoa. Calm down, Darcy. What's so bad about that?" the tiger asked, honestly seeming confused at the predicament himself.

"I ATE them!" he wailed.

Wincing at the loud voice and seeing how broken up his friend was, Jeremiah ushered him inside and shut the door after. "Shhh... it's okay, Darcy... People do that all the time," he stated, trying to counsel him as he walked him to a nearby couch.

"I don't WANT to eat people! I'm not a predator!" Darcello yelled, covering his face.

With a frown, Jerry brought his arms around his friend's form, pulling him close into an embrace, not unloving in the least. "Shhh..." he whispered again, trailing his paw through the tanuki's thick headfur, "just let it out..."

Darcello began to cry again, loud, hard sobs coming as he held around the tiger's waist, face buried into the massive pecs of his friend. Jeremiah kept himself quiet and continued to rub his big paw along that head and along his companion's back, swiveling his round ears as time passed. Minutes went by before the tanuki slowly pulled back, wiping his eyes again and giving a few sniffs.

"I don't know what happened..." he murmured, clearing his throat to try to regain some composure, "the amulets started glowing when that squirrel tried to eat me and-"

"What!?" the tiger cut off his friend's sentence, "Started glowing?"

"Yeah... he stopped and suddenly shoved himself into my mouth. I couldn't stop him. I couldn't stop any of them," he murmured sadly.

"They started glowing," he repeated again, soon looking down at his own. At that instant, as if on command, so did the tiger's. Darcello saw the glint of it and looked up in a sudden fear, leaning back from it as if it were some sort of disease-ridden thing. He looked to his friend's face after, who was now staring directly at him. "What...?" the tanuki murmured.

"You're... but that can't be. Can it?" he stated, looking at his friend and moving closer to him, suddenly shoving him down against the sofa.

"N-no, no, not you too, Jerry!" he said in fear, trying to stumble out of the way and push his friend off in fear that the other was about to simply jump into his throat.

"Do you know what these are, Darcy?" Jerry asked, holding up his pendant with a sudden, warm smile, "It's... well, it's a bit difficult to explain. You see a lot of guys wearing these, right?"

Darcello gave a slight nod.

"They're sort of like... a religious mark. A cult, I suppose you could say," he murmured, the tiger rubbing his chin in thought. "We're part of a massive group that belongs to the God of vore. It's said that he will come and devour this entire universe so that we may all attain true enlightenment... if he wants us to. Nirvana, as it were. Heaven? Hmm... I'm not sure about the details. Either way, these pendants? They only react when that God is around. Or... his lineage, too."

"But... I can't be a God! There's no way! It would have reacted before! We've hung out so many times..." he murmured, bringing himself back a bit more, his eyes widening.

"Why couldn't you be? A demi-God, at least. Maybe you had to unlock it first. I don't know," Jerry replied, rubbing his head a bit more, "and you said you've never seen your dad, right?"

Darcello's eyes widened further, starting to rock a bit and shake his head. "I won't do it!" he protested.

Jeremiah frowned at his friend's reaction. He moved forward and pressed the tanuki against the couch, reaching forward and trailing his big paw along the tanuki's cheek, a smile following after. It was warm, friendly, and it stilled

Darcello for a moment as he stared up at him. "But I want it. I need it, Darcy... It's what I was made for. It's what all of us were made for. It's our destiny. We belong to you," he stated simply, as if it were that easy. He sounded almost as if in a trance.

Darcello opened his mouth to protest, but before he could, Jerry's head found its way into that maw. The tanuki's eyes widened again, reaching up and clawing, trying to push the tiger away while his throat was bulged with the other's head, forcing him to swallow. That set off the chains of peristalsis, rippling and pulling the tiger deeper down those slick, throbbing walls. Tears began to flow again.

Something was different this time, though. His throat, seeming practiced now, took slower swallows as Jeremiah sank past his broad neck. He realized that he still held his feelings for Jeremiah and loved him dearly. This, at the same time, made him more distressed than before. However, there was a strange understand and... desire to pull his lover deeper into him. It felt good, giving Jeremiah what he wanted, despite his own displeasure at the situation.

Shakily trailing his tongue over Jeremiah's chest, Darcello whimpered weakly around the gigantic tiger that was steadily bulging his throat and chest. The tanuki trailed his paw slowly along the massive chest that was trailing down his lips, saliva trickling while his oral appendage worked along that chest crevice. The sweet taste of the tiger ran over his taste buds. He was enjoying it.

Those brown paws moved forward and began to rub slowly along the muscled arms of the tiger, squeezing the muzzles as he pulled him forward, swallowing hard and shuddering with winced eyes. He paused, almost attempting to tug the other back out, but he only pulled forward. Jeremiah seemed to enjoy it--he tensed and moaned deeply inside of the big belly of the tanuki while his shoulders spread those lips.

Darcello's cheeks reddened slightly at the other's reaction, soon trailing his paws a bit deeper against that fur and flesh, squeezing into the powerful abdominal muscles along that belly as he swallowed a few more times. Each gulp and slurp sounded a bit louder, saliva starting to trail down Darcello's lips while he took in his friend.

That massive tiger cock was erecting slowly against Darcello's belly, pressing up along his chest while the form pushed deeper. That tanuki paw gripped it and pumped it firmly, stroking it and lifting it slowly while his jaws lowered further and engulfed the head. That tongue trailed and pushed along the tiger's cock slit, pushing it apart and sliding it in. Jeremiah jerked and arched, gasping and slamming his muscular hips into his demi-God's maw, moaning even louder.

At the slam, Darcello swallowed hard, sending that cock deeper as his tongue popped out. The tiger was sinking up to his waist now while Darcello's belly pushed out bigger and bigger. There were squirms and bulges moving through it as Jerry sank downward, muffled groans coming from within. The raccoon-dog lifted his paws and squeezed along Jerry's ankles, pulling him and swallowing harder, soon feeling those ankles hanging out of his lips. He rubbed the soles of his companion, kneading them firmly before shoving them in.

Darcello gave a slow swallow, tugging each of those toes in with a slurp, lifting his head and letting the bulge slowly press down his throat. His tongue trailed along his lips to collect the last droplets of saliva and the bit of taste still on his lips. His chest rippled, slowly pulling Jeremiah down into the massive belly that now filled his lap and most of the couch he was sitting on. He sat in silence for a few moments after.

Those big, brown paws stroked over his gurgling gut, a deep, heavy belch erupting afterward. The tears had stopped, but he wasn't sure what to feel. Guilt plagued his mind for devouring not only the entire high school football team, but his best friend as well. He was more than a best friend--he was someone he loved. A shiver moved through his body as his eyes gave a glint--they grew brighter until there was a steady glow of amber in his once-blue eyes.

"I hope you're happy, Jerry... I love you," he murmured softly, kissing over the bulges his gigantic belly had obtained once more. The bulges squirmed and moved about in reply, seeming to press against the lips of the kissing tanuki.

At that moment, there were loud steps coming from the stairs nearby. Darcello saw the glow of a pendant before he saw the tiger. James was running toward the couch, his eyes wide as he stared at the tanuki lying on the couch, staring into his glowing eyes and at that squirming belly. Darcello stared bad, frowning slightly.

"Not you too..." the tanuki murmured softly with an exasperated sigh.

"Darcy... you ate my big bro? You have to eat me too," he almost whined, "Please Darcy..."

At this point, the tanuki sighed and rubbed his head. He opened his mouth to speak, but like before, James rushed forward.

"Stop!" Darcello grunted, surprising himself at the deep command that he seemed to have thrown out.

Immediately, James stopped in his tracks, eyes wide.

Darcello blinked at the other seeming to have resisted stuffing himself into his maw, but soon rubbed his chin a bit in thought. "Come here," he stated, just as commanding as before, if only a bit softer.

James obeyed. He stood in front of Darcello as if waiting for the next order, eyes still wide and staring into the golden ones.

Slowly sliding off the couch, the large male got to his feet and stood, belly sagging low as it squirmed and moved. He reached out and grasped James's shoulder, slowly pulling him forward as he leaned down. His muzzle trailed against the tiger's, taking him into a slow kiss while he tilted his head; James replied in kind. The kiss lasted a few moments before he slowly parted it, standing up straight again.

"Turn around," Darcello commanded, almost grinning whenever he saw James do so. With his throbbing, gigantic cock, the tanuki began to slide it along the two wide, muscled cheeks of his friend's younger brother, pulling him slowly back while he shuddered. "You don't mind if I fill you up a bit before-hand, do you?" he asked softly.

"N-no... please, take me Darcy. Fill me. So I can fill you better," he whispered in a shaky, pleasured gasp. With a deep grunt, those bulging arms of the tanuki slid around the tiger's waist, drawing him all the closer while he gave a firm grind of his gigantic cockhead against that wide, puffy tailhole. He breathed heavily, soon shoving forward as it spread that hole, slow creaks of leather-like sounds echoing out while foot after foot of tanuki cock sank into the huge ass that was presented to him.

"I want you to grow for me. As big as your brother was," he growled, eyes glinting more. In reply, the jewel around the tiger's neck glowed brighter as well.

A bulge rippled through the back of the tiger's form. He groaned and grunted as a sudden surge of strength moved through him. His arms and legs pulsed with visible veins, the already-huge muscles getting even more massive. Throb after throb, those mounds expanded and pushed out. Shoulders rounded and bricked further, biceps tensing and pushing those limbs out from his swelling torso. Those pectoral muscles pressed to his chin, pushing upward and around his muzzle.

They proceeded to engulf his muzzle with his growing strength, traps pressing his head forward while his voice deepened with his groans. The nipples capping those mounds bulged bigger, swelling and even creaking a bit with their filling forms. Those pecs rose and fell as he tried to catch his breath. The growth traveled down toward his waist and thighs, starting to push each other apart. That package even gained a few feet, pushing out farther as his nuts slapped down toward the ground, thick gurgles and sloshes echoing out. His calves rounded and creased further, bulging into great, granite bulls.

"Enough," Darcello rumbled, looking up to the massive back that now shadowed him, grinning a bit more as those hands and feet finished tensing and popping out, extending to match his new size.

A slow thrust followed, sending a few more feet of that Godly meat stick into the gargantuan tiger's backside before Darcello slowly drew out to his head, shoving back in once more, pressing farther. Those arms tensed, bulking a bit larger before he thrusted, pulling James into his hump. A deep groan grew from the tanuki's muzzle as he pressed his belly back, letting James feel his brother gurgling and squirming inside of the great gut.

James panted and arched his back against the bulges, shoving against the form of his brother inside of the tanuki's body, soon lifting his head back with a deep, heavy rumble drifting from his chest and neck. "I-it... it feels good, Darcy..." he whispered deeply to the raccoon-dog. Darcello's cheeks heated and reddened beneath his fur, but he only continued to thrust without reply.

Those paws reached for the tiger's massive cock, which was throbbing hard with arousal, precum dribbling over the ground as Darcello slammed deeper. He was almost hilted now, bulging that belly out bigger and bigger, along that chest and even near that throat. The deep grunts grew more lustful and desperate from the tanuki, thrusting a bit harder and groping that huge member while he began to lap and kiss at James's neck.

James responded by lifting his head back, pressing it along his brother's friend's muzzle, lapping back tenderly while he shivered beneath the other's seemingly powerful touch. Those inner walls clenched, powerful muscles rippling and bulging as he tried to pleasure the big tanuki, panting hotly and drooling down his thick chin. It dripped over his monstrous pecs that grinded to his chin, moaning louder and deeper as his pleasure continued.

Darcello began to shiver somewhat. His belly gurgled again, but not from working over Jeremiah. There was a strange hunger that didn't seem to be sated inside. Would it ever be, discovering his new lineage? The thoughts plagued him as he began to open his maw. He wasn't sure if it was out of instinct or if he actually wanted it, but he began to press his lips over James's muzzle. He could see the excitement in the young tiger's face, the sheer pleasure that he was gaining from the situation.

It spurred the tanuki on while he slipped his lips slowly over the face of his lover's brother, covering his eyes and then slowly pressing past his ears. His tongue tenderly caressed the young male's face, coating it with saliva and matting down the fur there. James gave a happy whine and pressed deeper into Darcello's lips, causing him to wince and almost press him back out.

However, with a shaky gulp, James's head sank down into the big raccoon-dog's throat. It bulged with the shape and the feeling of being stretched again was suddenly more enjoyable than ever. His massive dick surged, thrusting deeper into James's ass, feeling it clenching and gripping him harder as he did so. Precum flooded that rump and belly, making it stretch and push out while he took another swallow.

James's shoulders pushed down that long esophagus with rippling walls that never stopped. Saliva dripped and drooled down those massive pecs as the roof of his maw began to slide near those nipples. Hump after hump came from those powerful hips of Darcello's, and finally, he began to tense. All of the pleasure that had built up through the day was now taking its toll. Those gigantic, churning balls below began to throb and pulse, wobbling noisily.

The tiger moaned deeply inside of the tanuki before his body tensed, his own giant manhood splattering deeper while his own balls rumbled. With a loud, roaring moan within Darcello, James's cock flared, the bottom-side inflating out and pushing up through the channel, finally exploding from his tip. An eruption of cum hit the roof of the room, splattering roughly and gushing over both of them before the room began to flood in a matter of moments.

The orgasm caused Darcello to tense while that rump squeezed so roughly around his own dick, making him spasm and roar out as his own cum channel erupted in size, growing and widening further before James's body tensed and pushed out further. That belly began to flare out, gurgling and surging with that molten-hot seed, hundreds of gallons once more flooding from the demi-God. The tiger's belly was entering the tanuki's maw now and caused his jaws to spread all the more.

Swallowing more urgently now, the massive raccoon-dog cock was pulling from the huge, muscled ass of the young tiger, though his throat bulged ever bigger with the swelling belly before that massive cockhead finally slung itself from that giant rump, the remaining splatters only adding to the tiger's eruptions. The cum level rose higher along the tanuki's calves, but he didn't seem to mind as he sucked down that massive belly and those thighs, now at the knees of the tiger.

Darcello's belly was pressing toward the ground now, his strong legs shaking in order to keep himself up. They began to fail, however, while he slid down to the ground, into the lake of cum around him. His belly expanded wider and wider, bulging even greater than before while his lips slid around the massive, bulging cock; his tongue trailed along the huge balls that hung out of his mouth.

With a few more hard gulps, Darcello pulled in both of those monstrous balls, bulging his cheeks out before they slid down that rippling throat, lips pressing down over those calves and ankles now until only those feet and that huge cock remained outside. Those paws reached up, slowly pulling those feet in with a strained effort, and finally pushed that gushing cock between his lips. Cum dribbled down his chin while his cheeks bloated with the still-orgasming member, but he pulled it down and finally sealed the tiger in completely.

Eventually, the tanuki's cum dribbled to a stop, leaving the semen waist-high in the room. He stayed there on his knees, panting roughly and giving a deep, heavy "BURRRAAAUURP" afterward, lifting his head and closing his glowing eyes. He rubbed the bulges tenderly; his face was red with effort and embarrassment. The feeling was wonderful, but his eyes began to moisten at the guilt of enjoying it. He sniffed and wiped his nose and eyes, grunting after, and shakily brought himself up.

The cum gave a thick, sloshing slap as he lifted himself up out of it a bit, slowly sliding to the couch as he sat there and relaxed. His mind raced with thoughts that he didn't want to confront. Was he really a God? Would he ever be able to sate the still-panging hunger in his belly and balls? What was going on?

Either way, he found a bit of comfort with having his best friend with him--his lover. Jeremiah was his and no one else would have him. A slight smile came afterward before a frown followed. He didn't want to be a God, he was just Darcello. At this point, though, he felt there wasn't much of a choice. He wiped his eyes again and belched once more, rubbing over the gigantic bulges of his belly.

"Well, I'll be having a talk with my father soon, that's for sure," he grunted, swiveling his ears, "maybe even meet him. I hope you feel nice in there, Jerry, James..."

A bulge and wobble came from the massive belly before stopping and settling once more. Darcello smiled again, dozing slowly against the gigantic belly he had acquired, sated and content for now, but he would try to resist his destiny as much as he could. Then again, he might eventually learn to accept and enjoy being the son of the God of vore.