FSE

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Tadpole

By Danath danath.sofurry.com

Commissioned by and characters © LordBoo

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Victor glanced at the sign above the doorway. In large gilded letters, the words "SKY BAR" ran above the frame. In slightly smaller lettering underneath were the words "ENTER AT OWN RISK."

The wolf shrugged. He wasn't sure why a bar would come with a warning label, especially one attached to a hotel. He was in town for the weekend, but hadn't made any plans. A trip to the bar and a good night's sleep were all he wanted. Maybe catch some of the game.

Victor was an average guy. A bit shy, maybe, but a hard worker. Lean and on the shorter side at five-foot-six, he often found himself looking up at his taller coworkers. His fur was light shade of gray, with white accents under his jaw, across his neck, chest, and belly, and under his large, fluffy tail. Dressed casually in a pair of khakis and a dark green polo shirt, he wasn't looking to make a splash at the bar, just to get a drink or two and relax. The plane ride hadn't exactly been comfortable - there were three crying kids and two obnoxious drunks, not to mention a good bout of teeth-jarring turbulence.

The wolf pushed on the door - which seemed oddly large, around ten feet high - and stopped in shock at what he saw on the other side.

So. That's why it was called "Sky Bar." The ceiling was a good thirty feet above him. Massive windows faced the city, presenting a gorgeous view so large it seemed almost like they were outside. Moonlight streamed in through the windows, adding to the otherwise dim interior lights of the bar itself.

The reason for the high ceiling was quickly apparent. Victor had just stumbled into a hyper bar. Presumably the hotel also catered to the overly large amongst the population, though if he'd only been on the non-macro side of the building, he wouldn't have noticed. Since he hadn't booked the room himself, it hadn't ever occurred to him, hence his current surprise. From his spot at the door, which was intended, he guessed, for people his size or perhaps a little larger, he could see what looked to be a sixteen-foot-tall vixen, a ten-foot rabbit, several Dalmatians who all seemed bigger than the others, and a fox and wolf seated together at the bar. The bar itself featured adjustable seating, which would lift the occupant to bar height. Helpful, considering the bar was probably a good ten feet high, barely coming up to the waists of a few of the larger, twenty-foot customers lounging near the massive windows.

Besides the bigness of the features, the bar was fairly up-scale. It was made of wood, with a granite top composed of many heavy eight-by-four sheets. The floor was tiled with marble. A large chandelier hung down over the center of the bar, above a massive baby grand piano. Presumably they had a player come in most nights.

Victor wondered whether it was worth getting a drink. He'd heard sometimes people his size got into trouble at hyper bars and, having never visited one before, he wasn't sure whether the stories were true or not. Hesitating at the door like he was doing, however, was more likely to draw attention, so he stepped inside and let it swing shut behind him. He walked towards the bar, keeping an eye out for any larger people who might not see him, and climbed onto one of the huge barstools. An automated sensor determined his weight and height and lifted the stool automatically into the air, so that his legs dangled about six feet off the ground.

The bartender was a beefy skunk close to eighteen feet or so. After a while, height was hard to judge, especially when he was the tiny one.

"What'll it be?" the skunk asked.

"Uh... rum and soda, please."

The bartender nodded. Delicately, using his claw tips, the huge skunk picked up a bottle from the back bench. It came from a row of tiny bottles - well, tiny for the skunk. The bartender poured some into glass of ice, topped it with soda from a dispenser, and set it down in front of Victor, who was grateful for the relatively small size of the glass compared to the giant mugs hanging off hooks along the back wall. He wondered if all hyper bars catered to smaller folk.

He'd barely taken a sip when two shadows fell across his shoulders. There was a general rustling, then warm firmness pressing into both sides of him. He looked up wildly and realized the fox and wolf he'd spotted at the bar earlier had decided to re-settle on either side of him.

"Hi!" the fox chirped. She was around thirteen feet tall, Victor guessed, though telling for sure was difficult without being able to see all of her. As it was, he was barely able to see above the swell of one of her breasts, which was currently pressing up against his right side. The nipple bulging outwards against the thin fabric of the t-shirt was, he noticed, larger than his head. Her ears were large, like a fennec's, though her lush pelt was more like an arctic's.

The vixen grinned down at him. Long red hair framed a gray face and white muzzle. The red was a sharp contrast to the monochrome white and gray covering the rest of her body, though her arms had black socks and her ears were painted a similar black. A pair of stylized, square-ish glasses about 18 inches wide rested on her muzzle. As she moved, giving Victor a bit more breathing room, the small male noticed thick rectangular piercings outlined against the swell of each nub. They were probably thirty pounds each, but didn't appear to drag the fox's massive chest down any. Even for a hyper, she was stacked.

"How's it going?" the wolf said from his other side. She was taller by a few feet, closer to fifteen. Like the vixen, her breast squeezed in against Victor.

The wolf was, if anything even more stacked. Victor tried to figure out where to look first. Silver-white hair draped down her shoulders, reaching just to the top of her biceps. Gray fur covered her sides and back, while Victor could see a much darker, nearly black shade on the front of her chest and presumably her belly, though he couldn't see for sure. She had a streak of red hair on the left side of her face. She was taller than the vixen and possibly a bit more muscular, though they seemed more similar than different, size-wise.

"We saw you come in and thought you looked lonely!" the vixen said. She grinned as she extended a paw, which Victor awkwardly shook a few fingers of with both of his hands. "I'm Silvia. This is Kia."

Silvia motioned to Kia while speaking, and Victor shook her extended paw as well.

"Nice to, uh, meet you," Victor said. Were they actually flirting with him? He was curious, he had to admit. Maybe they were just being nice. Or they were bored and wanted to tease someone for a few laughs. He decided to see where things went before making any judgments.

"Are you here on business or pleasure?" Kia asked.

Silvia motioned to the bartender for a refill on her drink, which appeared to be the house beer in a two-foot tall mug. Kia also got a refill, though hers came in a large martini glass. Victor was sure he'd seen something similar as a novelty decoration in a craft store once.

"Uh... for work. Just for the weekend," Victor said. He sipped on his drink as the wolf and fox shifted against him, inadvertently rubbing the sides of their prodigious chests against him. He squirmed uncomfortably, though it didn't seem to bother the two larger patrons. They were probably used to the accidental touching, considering the scope of those huge bosoms.

The conversation continued, and Victor found himself relaxing. The fox and wolf were both more than twice his height - Kia was almost three times - but they were very friendly. Size didn't seem to matter to them all the much, at least in terms of conversational partners. Victor enjoyed the warmth that came from being constantly squeezed in by the two massive ladies, though he tried not to be a perv about it. He'd also heard stories of hyper chasing gone wrong. These two just seemed interested in conversation...

Until he felt a large paw give his backside a firm squeeze.

He looked up at each in turn, eyes wide, unsure who had done the goosing until Silvia winked at him. She leaned in closer and growled at him playfully. Definitely flirting.

Victor was at a loss to respond. What would he even be able to do with such a big lady? He was small and thin enough that she could probably break him with one hand. Standing back to back, he would be lucky to be taller than the vixen's thigh.

That didn't seem to dissuade the two giantesses, though. Two, because Kia's paw found its way over his backside as well. Victor's muzzle dropped open with surprise as both ladies grinned at him meaningfully. They were roommates, he thought, remembering they'd talked about it earlier. They shared a house in a nearby residential neighborhood featuring hyper-appropriate architecture. And both appeared to want him to go home with them.

Victor attempted to politely protest.

"Well, it's been really nice talking to you both," he said, intending to leave his drink unfinished and return to his room, "but I better get back upstairs. Got a long day tomorrow."

"Nonsense! Forget the hotel. You can come crash at our place!" Silvia said. Her thick, plump lips spread in a wide smile.

"Yeah! Sleepover! That'll be fun." Kia's paw found his backside again. Fingers as thick as his wrist stroked his backside slowly.

"No clothes allowed!"

Victor had, at the moment, intended to take another sip of his drink and instead coughed it all over his shirt. Kia delivered a few thwacks to his backside. The skinny wolf didn't know if it was the head trauma from the pounding of her fist or the lack of oxygen as he coughed up rum and soda, but for whatever reason, he found himself incredibly curious. He'd never considered hyper much in the past, but then, he'd never had two gigantic wolves offering him what would probably be a very interesting night.

Victor's internal debate continued for only a few more moments. Kia and Silvia took the opportunity to finish off their beers. Silvia licked foam from her lips, then reached down and bodily lifted Victor from his seat. The small wolf tried not to let out a yelp at the unexpected contact as she set him on the floor. The fox and wolf giggled as they marched out of the hotel. They had to walk slowly so Victor could keep up behind them. The bar was in walking distance - important for hypers, considering vehicles that could accommodate them were rare.

Victor panted for breath as he jogged behind the two, wondering how far their house was. About halfway there, noticing Victor's situation, Kia reached down and picked him up, setting him down on her shoulders. She didn't turn around to do so. He held on to the back of her head and long gray hair. The view was definitely improved. He could see not only the plus-sized houses lining the street in this neighborhood, but, when looking down, he could just see past her shoulder and down the cavernous depths of her incredible cleavage, visible despite the overstretched t-shirt wrapping around her globes.

The view, both architectural and not, kept him entertained until they arrived at the house. It looked for the entire world like a regular house, just bigger. Front porch, doorbell, the works.

Kia set him down and he followed them inside. Kia closed the door behind him, and then turned on the light.

For the second time in the night, Victor stared in shock. Now how had he missed that?

Kia and Silvia grinned down at him as the two wolves stood together, hip to hip, in front of Victor. Their breasts squeezed together at the sides, slightly overlapping each other as Kia was a few feet taller. What Victor stared at, however, was a bit further south. Decidedly non-feminine packages hung from each wolf's hips, held in what had to be specially made shorts, above which was layered a colorful skirt. At the bar, Victor had been on the barstool and couldn't see below their chests; on the walk home, they'd been ahead of him. And he had to admit he'd been focusing on their rumps quite a lot.

But still. Victor stared in shock. How could he have missed this? Silvia's sheath pressed outwards, lifting the skirt up and revealing the stretchy fabric containing the long, thick length. It was presumably flaccid, but about as wide as Victor. Beneath the curled over shaft, a pair of testicles draped down over Silvia's thighs and knees. Each of the three shapes were clearly outlined, bulging like balloons against the fabrics, pulling the seams tight. Victor was sure he wouldn't be able to lift those massive nuts. Silvia's thick legs flexed as she shifted her weight to her other leg. The small wolf realized both must have enormous upper- and lower-body strength to haul around such large... assets.

Kia's skirt was a pale blue; the shorts beneath a pure white. She was, if anything even larger than Silvia. Victor swallowed hard as the wolf and fox's testicles bounced lightly off each other. They giggled as they stared at the small wolf. Kia, Victor noticed, was licking her lips quite a lot.

"Let the sleepover begin!" Silvia said. She rushed forward and grasped Victor by the shoulders, lifting him up into the air. He squawked as he found himself sandwiched between Silvia and Kia's chests, pinned between four breasts, each massive, round, and firm against him. His legs rested on top of one of their shafts, though to which hyper it belonged he couldn't tell.

"I love sleepovers," Kia said, echoing her roommate. Her muzzle leaned forward, obscuring Victor's view, as the wolf and fox kissed above him. He squirmed in between, finding himself getting very firm despite his reservations.

He found purchase with his right hand by grasping Silvia's left nipple piercing. The fox churred into the kiss with her roommate as Victor inadvertently tugged on it. His feet moved, shifting, teasing the shafts beneath his toes, which bulged outwards against the specially-designed shorts each hyper wore.

The kiss broke eventually. Victor squirmed as the t-shirt stretched farther when he grasped onto it. He looked up as two warm breaths of air passed over his ears. Kia's breath smelled minty; Silvia's like a cheeseburger.

The small wolf squeaked as both hypers kissed the sides of his head at the same time. A tongue as thick as his arm licked upwards, while on the other side of his face sharp teeth grazed his ears. He was left sticky, stunned, and surprisingly aroused. His paw grasped the fox's nipple piercing, making her moan as he squirmed for purchase between them still.

His stomach lurched as Silvia pushed Kia backwards onto a hyper-sized couch. Victor's world went black as he was squeezed deeper between the two hypers' t-shirts, eventually squeezing out the bottom. Turning around, so that he lay on his back on Kia's belly, with the swells of her heavy breasts just behind him, he realized he was trapped in place by Silvia's white-furred stomach. Their deep pelts rubbed against him as he squirmed in place.

A heavy, warm length pushed upwards, past his feet, then between his knees, and finally over his hips. The round, long member was Silvia's pink erection. Thick as Victor was wide, it pulsed warmly against the small wolf, who could do little but try and push it away from his muzzle so he could breath, though the scent of both hypers' musk was so thick and strong he wasn't sure he remembered what fresh air was.

The shifting bodies of the fox and wolf squeezed around him for several more minutes. Silvia's erection got thicker, harder, and warmer, until it was pulsing hotly against most of Victor's belly and chest. A trickle of clear pre-cum dribbled out of the tip, wetting the small wolf from the shoulders down.

Suddenly, the weight lifted. Victor blinked as the light returned. He stared up at Silvia, who's cock extended thickly from her midsection, stretching the waistband of the shorts from which it protruded, resting along Kia's lower belly, leading into the throbbing head pushing against Victor's chest. Kia's cock, he saw, was pointed down, towards her feet, still only half-hard. There was a fat bulge at the base of the wolf's shaft, presumably a rump-destroying knot. Victor shuddered at the idea, though he had to admit he didn't mind the whole "getting trapped between two massive herms for an extended period of time" thing.

Strong paws grabbed him again, lifting him into the air. The two larger wolves stripped him easily and efficiently before setting him down, this time so that he straddled Kia's dark pink length, which she'd pulled up so that it lay across her belly. The tip extended well past her nipples, reaching up nearly to hir muzzle. Victor could feel the massive veins beneath the skin, the pulsing warmness of the incredible length. Another huge meat pressed into his backside, pinning him face-down to Kia's length. Silvia's cock weighed more than he could lift and was just as big, if not bigger, than the wolf's. Trapped between the two lengths, he could do nothing but moan as they shifted and rubbed against his naked body.

Silvia leaned over, applying more pressure. Two sets of paws grasped at the fat length, keeping them tight together as Silvia thrust, grinding her cock against both Victor and Kia at the same time. The hyper-frottage three-way went on for a long time. The small wolf between those giant shafts had lost all track of the minutes or maybe hours that went by as two steady streams of thick, clear pre-cum rolled down the two hypers' shafts, soaking him from head to toe.

The scent of it... the taste of it... the feel of it... he was horny. Unbelievably so. The two hypers' ground together, squeezing him and pinning him. He humped his hips heavily, grinding back into the wolf's wide pink shaft, arms spread to clutch at the thick, warm skin. He groaned aloud, though the heavy breathing and moaning of Silvia and Kia drowned him out.

Silvia backed off and shuddered as she stroked her breasts with one hand and her massive length with the other, drawing it up so that it curved back over her breasts. Kia's eyes closed and her muzzle closed tightly as she gripped both her cock and Victor with both paws. The five-foot-six wolf's body, already soaked in pre, slid easily up and down the massive eight-foot length; he could only grope at the flesh beneath him as Kia used him as a masturbation aid. Not that he minded. He realized he'd already cum twice and was raring to go for another. Must be all the pheromones, he thought, though his thinking quickly turned to more pressing subjects as Kia's moaning grew sharper, louder... her fingers tightened around him and her hips jerked, grinding his chest and belly up and down from the base to the tip, until she cried out and squeezed him against her tip, just below the point. His feet pressed into her knot, now free of its sheath, which only made her more passionate as shi came.

The river of cum that pumped from the canine tip overwhelmed Victor. The small wolf was soaked anew from head to foot as heavy white seed burbled up the enormous shaft, arcing slightly out before splattering down around him. He slipped down her length as her grip went slack and ended up hugging her massive knot, squeezing it as best he could, which stimulated the wolf further. Her ears went back as she came harder, massive balls working overtime to keep up.

Victor appreciated the opportunity to breath, despite the waves of cum rolling down the hyper wolf's shaft. He panted hard as he felt the throbbing, pulsing warmth of her knot beneath him. His cock ached. Had he cum again? He couldn't even tell. His mind was on overdrive and thinking was difficult.

Paws grasped him once more. His belly, now full of musky, salty wolf seed, felt fat and full as Silvia pulled him away from the panting Kia. He found himself on his hands and knees beneath the oversized, overhung fox. Huge paws held his hips tightly; he could feel her breasts swaying above, brushing over the back of his head occasionally. He groaned as her claws teased his wet pelt, but froze when he felt a whole other kind of point nudge up against the back of his thighs.

Victor didn't have a chance to protest before Silvia's length prodded him again, firmly. The length was longer than he was tall and thick as his own hips. How she imagined he'd fit, he had no idea, but it didn't seem to dissuade the horny vixen, who simply tightened her grip and pumped forward again. And again. And again.

Victor's cock throbbed, achingly hard, and it only seemed to get harder with every aching pump from the vixen above him. And then... she fit.

Victor's eyes went wide. His muzzle dropped open. No sound emerged from his mouth, but Silvia let out a long, satisfied groan. Her fingers tightened around his midsection as she pumped herself in deeply, unheedingly, giving the small male no opportunity to resist, not that he could - or would. Despite the size, despite the fact it should have split him in two, he felt only pleasure. Pressure, of course, but good kinds of pressure. His hands went to his belly and he shuddered at the alien feeling of the hyper's cock distending his pelt.

Silvia kept one paw on his shoulders, the other on the floor, as she humped him heavily, hard, rocking forward and back to work herself in more deeply. Victor didn't understand how or why he was able to live through it, considering how big she was, but he wasn't going to ask that now. Instead, he tried to groan, but found he could produce no noise. The vixen's cock impaled him further and his throat seized up as his chest swelled.

"Oh, damn! He's so tight!" the giant vixen groaned out. She leaned backwards, falling onto her rump, back to the couch, head resting on Kia's enormous testicles. The wolf's large shaft fell over the top of Silvia's head, drizzling cum over the bridge of her muzzle. The vixen's tongue cleared most of it away as both paws grasped Victor.

Now the little wolf really felt like a masturbation toy. A luxurious sensation of fullness overtook him as the vixen dragged him up, down, up, down, slowly at first, but with increasing speed, until his teeth began to chatter. His bloated belly jiggled with cum; more clear pre-cum trickled out of his muzzle. His swollen chest continued to expand.

"Ah... ah.... ahhhh!"

Silvia's cries echoed in Victor's flattened ears, along with Kia's amused chuckles. He wasn't much aware for the next few minutes as rivers of cum pumped through his body, bloating him up, exiting through his nostrils, muzzle, and back out of his stretched rump. He looked like little more than a fuzzy condom on an oversized shaft with arms and legs stuck on. His own cock throbbed as it hung from between his spread, stretched legs. Silvia kept a grasp on him with one paw, holding him down over her cock as she came - otherwise, he'd fly right off, like a cork out of a champagne bottle. The other paw vigorously rubbed and stroked the remainder of her shaft she couldn't stuff inside the writhing male, which was most of it.

Kia leaned over and growled playfully at Silvia as the two kissed. Kia teased the vixen's chest some before leaning back once more.

"Think he's had enough?"

Silvia giggled and glanced down at the swollen, plump wolf spread on her shaft. She could feel him twitching.

"Maybe. We better give him another two or three to be sure it takes!"

Victor's eyes shot open. Despite the trickle of cum flowing out of his half-open muzzle, he grinned. He loved sleepovers, too. A howl of lust escaped his muzzle as Silvia's paws pulled him from her oversized erection. He rolled onto his side, both paws on his belly, clutching his distended figure as gallons drained from his rear end, which was surprisingly undamaged by the experience. He had no idea how, but he wasn't going to complain.

Silvia's cock dribbled fat blobs of cum onto the floor, occasionally splattering over his body, dashing him anew with the vixen's masculine scent. She smiled down at him as her paw groped at her own heavy testicles, massaging the swollen orbs.

"I told you he'd fit!" the vixen said.

"What can I say?" Kia asked. One of her paws ran up and down the massive length jutting from her hips. The pink length throbbed dangerously, trickling pre-cum over her fingers. Her enormous nuts hung a few inches past her white-furred legs. Each half of the black-furred sac spread between her legs, squeezing out and around the insides of her knees like an overinflated balloon. "I guess you win the bet!"

Both laughed as Victor moaned beneath them. Kia leaned over, huge paws grasping at his arms and legs, pulling him underneath her. Huge breasts dragged over Victor's muzzle, squeezing into his bloated stomach. His chest was especially swollen. His nipples had grown larger by quite a bit as well, supported by puffy areolae. As Kia's wolf-cock ground between his legs, the pleasure made him cry out again, though his voice was muffled in the deep cleavage of the over-hung hyper wolf.

Victor's belly distended anew as the wolf's paws shoved him over her length. She groaned and moaned, her passionate growls echoing in Victor's head. Her breasts squeezed around him, making his growing chest feel even better, tingling with delicious new sensations. As the huge shaft rippled through him, Victor realized he wasn't quite as stretched as he was before. He spread his arms out and found he could reach farther across Kia's chest than before. Was he... growing?

A rough thrust ended that line of questioning; riveting his attention instead on the delightfully naughty things her cock was doing to his ass. His paws grasped a nipple ring in each paw, pulling as she humped in harder, deeper, stretching him over her length deeper and deeper, as his growing body continued to change. Victor's cock thickened substantially as it ground against Kia's lower abdominals. It pumped a steady stream of thick wolf cum into her fur, fattening up to six inches around... then ten inches around... soon it was almost a foot thick, a full twelve inches from one side to the other. It seemed comically blunt at only sixteen inches long, but the thickness of it was temporary. Victor thrust frantically against Kia's humping, gasping for breath as his cock lengthened with every deep stretch.

Kia's voice caught. Her hips drove in rapidly, over and over, hammering into Victor. The big wolf's orgasm bloated the growing one, fattening his belly anew and forcing his chest to swell even further, giving Victor the impression of having a healthy set of double-Ds. Victor came as well, body arching as he reached nine feet in height.

Kia pulled out roughly, both paws going to her cock, manually masturbating the rest of her release in Victor's direction, painting the shuddering, cumming wolf from head to toe.

Silvia was back in next, grabbing for Victor before he'd even finished cumming. The fox pushed him against the wall and he cried out as her cock splattered across his backside and upturned tail. His belly contracted as his body added inches to his height, cock, and swelling breasts. The two orbs on his chest felt incredible as they squeezed in against the wall. He turned his head, tongue hanging out, panting hard, and watching Silvia's huge chest swing as her cock pulled down over his lower back, until the tip nestled below his tail. He was almost ten feet tall.

Silvia growled with lust as she pushed forward, but not into Victor's rump. Victor had a brand new pussy, hot and dripping, just waiting for the right hyper to come along and destroy.

Victor howled lustfully, backside arching. Silvia's paws grasped her shoulders, pulling her upright so that she essentially sat on the fox's enormity. Kia showed up and ground against Victor's front side, pushing her length between Victor's new breasts. The formerly male wolf moaned loudly again, but Kia's paws grabbed her head and shoved her muzzle down, silencing her with the tip of her massive cock.

Victor's eyes closed as she felt her body stretched and pumped from both ends. She didn't mind, though. This was what sleepovers were all about!

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The next morning, Victor blinked his eyes slowly, adjusting them to the beam of sunlight striking the bed on which he slept. A warm body slept soundly on either side of him, though he realized "him" was not accurate anymore.

Gone was the skinny, lean body. Gone was the flat, smooth chest. Gone were the thin arms, short height, and small feet. Instead, Victor was massive. She was thirteen feet tall, give or take a foot, somewhere in between Kia and Silvia. Breasts that could smother a stallion pressed into Kia's backside. Below, Victor could feel her cock lurch inside of a massive sheath. It was easy to pull her feet up to her testicles and give them a few nice, firm squeezes.

A long, thick length throbbed warmly against her backside, nestling into the space between her two round, firm rump cheeks. Silvia's arms clutched at her breasts, squeezing them firmly even though the vixen was still asleep. Victor growled as her cock thickened, pushing free from her sheath. Flaccid, and judging by feel, it was about a foot and a half thick in the sheath. She wondered how big it would be erect, and shifted her hips, grinding up against Kia's thick rump. The wolf pushed back automatically and yawned as she slowly woke up.

"I love sleepovers," Victor whispered. Her broad muzzle parted and she nibbled teasingly on Kia's ears.

"Me too, Victor!" the wolf said, shuddering as she felt the huge length slowly grow against her backside.

"Call me... Victoria..."

Kia rode that huge wolf cock for several hours late into the morning after Victoria's growth had really taken off. Kia shivered at the thought of that thick knot...

"Hmm... sleep... overs..." the vixen, still mostly asleep, mumbled into Victoria's ears.

She was awoken several moments later as Kia and Victoria decided to wake her up the old fashioned way: breakfast in bed, with plenty of cream.

The end