Fun And Games
#1 of Fun and Games: The series
(ok... this is pretty much my first story of this kind... so when it comes to comments, go easy on me ^ ^)
Fun and Games
           By Rowyin Darkwulf
           Rowyin © Me, Makojin © her player
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Disclaimer: This story is intended for people 18 years of age or older. If you don't meet these criteria, go play a video game or something
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A small grey mouse walked along the sidewalk, weaving between the other furs of the big city, her small sandals clacking against the ground as she moved. It was a warm summer day, so she had dressed in cut-off overalls, a white button up t-shirt covering her top. She turned a corner, then pushed open the first door of a large apartment building. She takes a look at the buzzer panel, drawing a finger down the name labels near the buttons. She stops on the sixth row, going across to the button marked "R. Darkwulf" then pressing it. The intercom crackles on after a moment. "Makojin, is that you?" A male voice replies to the buzz. The mouse nods to no one in particular. "Yea it's me..." She replies. "All right, head on up then!" The male responds, the lobby door unlocking with a click. Makojin steps in, calls for an elevator, then steps in once it reaches the lobby.
Once she is on the sixth floor, she strolls down the hall to room 626, slowly opening the door. Sounds of gun fighting, explosions, and cursing float into the hall, emanating from the large black wolf, clad in a white tank top and his favorite pair of black basketball shorts, sitting on the couch. From the TV set across from him it seemed as if he was being beaten badly in Halo 2®, his curses echoing through the TV's  and mic's of his teammates. Mako smirked, sneaking over to the couch. She watched the TV, and the next time he died, she leapt into his lap, startling the bejesus out of the wolf, who obviously wasn't paying any attention to anything else in the apartment. She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Awww... what's the matter Rowyin? You getting rusty again?" She says in a teasing tone. Rowyin just rolls his eyes, quitting out of the game her was in. "It doesn't help when your team mates don't have any sense of tactics..." He says angrily, then grins seeing her smirk. "Well... I did invite you over for some gaming... but since it seems you want to mock my skills, we'll have a little competition on Halo first... with a twist of course... "He says, a devious smile crossing his lips.
He disappeared into his room, returning with a large book. Mako knew what the book was just from looking at the old, frayed bindings. It was a large fertility magic book... one which Rowyin had used on her before. She smirked again at the possible ideas he had in mind, yet none of them was what he had on mind. He sat down flipping through the pages for the certain spells he needed, book marking the pages with scraps of paper. Once he has everything planned out, he looks towards the TV, focusing on his X-Box. He begins to chant out one spell after another, the game console lightly glowing different colors each time he ends a spell. Once he is done, the box is glowing light blue, as are the controllers. He looks over to Makojin, the smile still on his lips.
"Now... here are the rules... We're going to play a little one on one game, kill count 50. The magic will start after the first kill. The longer your kill count is lower then mine, the faster certain parts of your anatomy will grow. That's goes the same for me. That means that if I'm up by 2, your belly and breasts will be growing... the farther your count is away form mine, the faster you will grow... and there is no taking of clothing... that's against the rules as well. Screen looking will also make you grow faster, until your count is tied with mine. We end when the kill limit is reached, or when one of us surrenders... "He says, huge grin on his wolfy mug.
Mako was quite stunned by the elaborate game, but just grinned. "Your going down..." She squeaked lightly, grabbing the second controller. He chuckles, picking up his own controller and setting up the game. "So... where will you be growing?" She asked, although somehow she new the answer already. He just pointed to his shorts for the answer, now waiting on her to choose her character. The game starts up, Rowyin making a beeline for the sniper rifle. The first kill was Row's, having picked Mako off before she was able to grab a decent weapon. As soon as the respawn countdown started she felt the beginning of the growth, a tingling sensation spreading through her breasts and belly. She got the next two kills, the first and assassination while he was looking through the scope of the rifle, the other the result of a well placed stickynade. She felt the growth stop as soon as she tied with him, leaving her B cup bra uncomfortably tight against her. She could feel a slight curve to her belly, the bulge pressing lightly against her shirt and overalls. Rowyin was the next one to grow, his balls slowly blowing up. He was a lot quicker on getting his next kill, tying it up again.
Several kills later, Rowyin was up by three, having picked up the rocket launcher. Mako's belly was clearly visible behind her overalls, looking like she was around seven months pregnant. This put stress on the straps of the overalls, but not as much as her growing breasts. She had put on several more cup sizes, her braw strap practically vibrating with the stress. There were gaps between the shirt buttons, showing of her soft, furry cleavage, as well as hints of her lacey white bra. There was a loud ‘snap' a few minutes later, Mako's bra finally giving up the fight as the clasp in the back broke off. This put more strain on the shirt buttons, as well as the overall straps. Rowyin's balls were visible through the shorts, two domes sitting between his legs, having spread them far to give himself more comfort. Mako managed to snipe Row off, running over and retrieving the rocket launcher for herself. This netted her 4 more kills, putting her one up from Row again. Rowyin grunted, the precious space in his shorts running out as his growth began again. He had a hard time getting kills for the next few minutes, Mako having picked up the overshield.
A half an hour later, the score was tied. Rowyin's shorts had popped a few seams, a grimace was planted on his face because of the pressure in his shorts. Mako wasn't fairing any better, her top two shirt buttons having popped off, the third was soon to go, same with her overall straps. Her belly looked like she was over due for a pretty large baby. Her large honeydew-melon-sized breasts were lactating, her shirt slowly getting more and more wet, her thimble sized nipples poking out through her shirt. Rowyin managed to grab the active camouflage before Mako could get to it, and managed a stealth kill, putting him in the lead. Mako squeaked loudly, one of the overall straps finally giving up with a loud ‘pop'. There were several other creaking sounds, as her belly was putting more and more strain on the seams of her overalls. She was temporarily distracted by the groaning of the garment, that Rowyin managed to run up, hit her with a stickynade, and run off. This caused another bout of growth, a few seams along her right side popping. "Hey! That's no fair Row!" She complained, receiving a chuckle from the wolf. "Alls fair in love and war... besides... it's your fault for not paying attention." He said with a snicker.
She grumbled, and struck back with an impressive 8 kill rampage. Rowyin groaned loudly, a rip forming from the inseam of the shorts, releasing a volleyball sized ball, the fur stretched tightly over it's contents. They were nearing the end of their battle, only 10 kills left, and Rowyin was leading. Mako was left only in her shirt, the buttons straining over her beanbag-sized belly, her breasts had already popped the first four buttons off her shirt, her watermelon-sized breasts resting heavily on top of her belly, leaking milk down the curve of her tummy. Rowyin was hiding from her, and she couldn't tell where. She unfortunately lets her vision slip, taking a quick peek at Rowyin's screen. This proved to be a no-no, as she felt the steady growth in her tummy increase. She meeped loudly as the remaining buttons popped off her shirt, bouncing off the TV and around the room with a ‘ping'. The growth increased further as Rowyin took the chance to pick her off with a battlerifle/plasma pistol combo. Unrestricted by her shirt, her belly grew faster, pressing her legs apart.
She lost her grip on her controller while trying to keep her shirt together, the controller slipping off her belly and out of reach. She moaned, using her feet to try to pull her controller over, but the weight of her belly restricted her movement. She was killed several more times, leaving the score at 49 to 40. Her tail slapped the couch in frustration, the curve of her belly now resting on top of Rowyin's short coffee table, easily twice her size. "Rowyin... ok I give... just end it..." She whined, her hands keeping her huge growing breasts out of her face. Row considers for a second, then ends the round with a steal kill, Mako's growth ending finally. Her belly was huge, easily large enough to hold the 7 foot tall wolf with room to stretch. The remainder of her overalls was hanging off her left leg, her pink bikini style panties clearly visible. Her bra was on the floor in front of her, her shirt hanging limply from her shoulders. Her breasts rested heavily on her belly, tight and full of milk. They looked a lot like large beach balls, her nipples the size of her thumb.
She was panting slightly, looking over to him. "You happy now that you won?" She asked. He chuckled and shook his head. "Nope... I still have to claim my prize." He said, the malicious smirk returning. She cocked her brow. "P... prize?" She asked. Rowyin nodded again, stepping over to her and dropping what was left of his shorts, revealing what the growth had do to him as well. His sheath was much larger than normally, now almost as thick as his wrist. His balls hung low, looking like they could contain a few gallons worth of cum He pulled the table away from the couch, Mako's huge belly pulling her out of her seat. Rowyin helped its movement, rolling Mako on top of her belly, then pulling off the remains of her shirt and overalls. She looked at him, half in alarm, the other half in curiosity. "What are you doing?" She asked. He smirks. "To the victor go the spoils..." he says, lightly stroking his sheath.
He reaches over his and pressing against her side, slowly stroking around aimlessly. Her body jerks, a bolt of pure pleasure racing down her spine, centering in her loins. She moans loudly, her hand reaching for his, pressing it harder against her stretched fur. He moves around behind her, his hand moving slowly through her fur. He chuckles as he spies between her legs. She was wet... very wet. Her pussy lips were clearly outlined through the soggy material. Her juices dripped down the curve of her tummy, slowly pooling on the floor with the growing puddle of milk from her over engorged breasts. He traces a finger up her belly, stroking over her wet panties, his finger pressing between her cunt lips. She squeaks loudly in pleasure, her tail draping down and wrapping tightly around his arm and squeezing tightly. He continues to slowly stroke his finger against her lips, causing her to jerk a bit more. He reaches up with his other hand, pulling her soggy panties off of her and exposing her pussy to the cold air of the apartment. He slides his middle finger into her, his thumb pressing against the little nub of her clit at the top of her slit, stroking it back and forth as he pumps his finger until he hears a squeal from her. Her pussy drooled more of her aromatic juices, his finger having sent her into an orgasm. "My my my... aren't we sensitive now..." He says with a chuckle, removing his finger and licking her juices off. Leaning over, he presses his clod nose against her belly, his tongue pressing against her soaked fur as he licks up her belly, enticing squeaks and moans of pleasure from the small mouse.
He continued to slowly lap up towards her cunt lips, on hand slowly stroking up and down his shaft. His slowly licks and nibbles sent more jolts of pleasure up and down her spine, making her shiver and moan again and again. He pulls away, his muzzle covered in her juices as he steps up onto the couch, leaving his hips even with hers. He leads the tip of his cock to her sopping wet pussy, teasing a few moans out of her before pressing into her, his large cock head cleaving her tight lips. As he slides in her internal muscles flutter over his shaft, causing the wolf to moan softly. His slightly swollen knot nuzzles up to her stretched cunt lips, partly splaying them as he hilts his cock in her. He begins the slow pumping of his hips, his slow, yet strong thrusts making her large belly and breasts shake and shimmy, dribbling milk down the front of her belly and onto the carpet.
He leans over her back, feeling her shudder with pleasure as he wraps his arms around what he can reach of her belly, nibbling her ears as she coos and squeaks. She was already tired from the countless amount of orgasms she had been through, heavily panting as she attempted to rock back against his thrusts. He grunts and stands back up, picking up the pace of his thrusts, his hips slapping audibly against her plush rear end. Rowyin grits his teeth, pulling his hips back, then thrusts them forward again, his swollen, throbbing knot pushing against her stretched lips, slipping inside and inflating, distending her outer lips visibly. He threw back his head, arching his back as he let out a crisp howl of ecstasy, the floodgates opening as his cum reservoirs release their payloads. The torrent of cum released into her belly sent Mako over the edge one last time, sending her into and earth-shattering orgasm. The warm cum filled her even more, her tummy expanding around the hefty load it was being injected with, almost lifting Rowyin off of his feet.
His body sagged over her back, his balls returning to their normal size after emptying. He sat atop her, panting slowly, even losing consciousness for a few minutes before returning to reality. He moved his hips a bit, his knot firmly planted in the little mouse under him, who, from the looks of it, had passed out from all the exertion. He chuckled a bit to himself, reaching around and hugging the grand sphere of mouse under him. "Heh... I'll have to try this out more often... "He thought aloud, still stroking Mako's inactive body as he waited for his knot to release him...