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Maloo

The regional soccer league could normally count the number of spectators at a match on the fingers of one of the players. The front office had seen a spike in attendance at the games for one team, though, and sent someone to check it out. If they'd gotten an idea to increase attendance, the league hoped to be able to spread it to other teams as well.

The league manager met with the team's owner before the match, which was billed as the "Clash of Titans." The name wasn't terribly clever, considering one team was the Titans and the other team was the Olympians. The Titans were currently enjoying a large spike in attendance at home games and seeing a rise in away-game attendance. Clips and videos were going viral just about every game day.

The reason for all the attention was clear before the game even started. Players ran onto the field from the tunnel in their lime green and black Titans jerseys. First the goalie, followed by the defenders, midfielders, and finally the forwards. One of the last people clear of the tunnel had to lean over so as not to scrape her head on the cement: Joseki, a ten-foot-tall tiger, who got several immediate cheers and catcalls from the stands.

The tiger's chest pulled the jersey tight over the front, where it wrapped around a prodigious pair of breasts so large they mostly blocked the view of her taut, trim belly. Orange and black fur covers her arms and legs, while a pair of black shorts cling to her hips. A generous swell protrudes from her midsection, composed of a large tube in the front with two heavy spheres below, all obviously visible, all jostling to and fro as she jogged to the center of the pitch with the rest of her team, before they met in their half to warm up. The tiger's tree trunk legs carried her with surprising swiftness - her hamstrings bulged with power and her calves bulked up with each smooth motion. She was powerful, with a broad chest big enough to support her breasts, and arms to match. The jersey left little to the imagination, despite strapping everything in as best as she was able, but the adult-only crowds didn't seem to mind. They hadn't used to have to ban kids, but with Joseki on the team...

The tiger leaned over to listen to her other, more regularly sized teammates. They discussed some strategies as the crowd watched, waiting for the other team to enter in a few moments.

From the owner's box, the league manager stared at the massive tiger on the field.

"Sixty percent? Week over week? For three weeks?" he spluttered, hardly able to believe the statistics the team owner was giving him.

"And this week is even better... preliminaries are showing we've doubled attendance this week. Most of that was from the Olympian's traveling fans."

"Traveling fans? We haven't had traveling fans since the '90s," the league manager said.

The team owner was about to reply when the Olympian's side of the stadium seating erupted in massive cheers. The dark orange and white jerseys of the other team were easy to distinguish from the Titans. There was also one player that was very, very easy to distinguish.

The cougar was at least eleven feet tall, possibly more. Joseki and the rest of the Titans watched as she jogged out behind her team. White fur traveled up the cougar's throat, spreading around her muzzle, contrasting with the lush, deep golden fur coating the rest of her. Heavy shoulders, hulking with power, supported two massive arms, which rose and fell as the feline stretched. A pair of breasts even larger than Joseki's hung from her chest; the bottoms of the swells rubbed into the top of her shorts, which were pitched upwards to a ridiculous degree. The outline of a massive maleness curled over a pair of incredible balls could be seen for miles, especially when they put a close-up on the large screens at either ends of the field.

The cougar's tail was long, almost as long as she was tall, and flicked to and fro with excited energy. The name on the back of her jersey read "Maloo."

Joseki continued to stare along with most of her teammates. The tiger was usually the biggest, most noticeable player on the field, and she wondered whether she'd met her match in the cougar.

Maloo, for her part, noticed Joseki and waved. The cougar was familiar with the tiger, and had been scouted by the Olympians with the express purpose of countering the enormous feline.

A few minutes later, the refs walked to the center of the pitch. Maloo and Joseki stood on the outsides of the circle as the team captains worked out who'd take the ball first. The Olympians elected to go first.

Joseki took her spot near the circle. Maloo lined up across from her. Apparently they both played as forwards. The tiger grinned, eyes drifting across the cougar's chest, which distended the logo of the Olympian's team quite a lot. The big feline leaned over, legs tensing, ready for the whistle, as Joseki stared, admiring the cougar's bulging shorts. She was so distracted she nearly missed the kick off, and scrambled to keep up with the play.

The game went smoothly, at first. The action moved along the far side of the field. Joseki and Maloo kept close together as they ran back and forth, following progress, occasionally breaking free to return a pass, but overall the game was fairly slow paced the first few minutes as the teams sized each other up.

"Nice to meet you, by the way," Maloo said to Joseki while they waited mid-field for the Olympian keeper to perform a goal kick.

Joseki's tail, which was just about as big as Maloo's despite her shorter stature, flicked back and forth. Her eyes flicked over too, once more gazing at the cougar's incredibly large body.

"You too," the tiger said. She suddenly bolted left, tracking the progress of the goal kick, which was sailing straight for them.

Maloo moved right, then both moved back towards the ball, launching into the air. Their powerful legs pushed off of the ground, their shoed-feet leaving divots in the grass, as they soared upwards. They crashed into each other, with Joseki's breasts pressing against Maloo's shoulders. The tiger's heavy weight won out in midair, and the ball careened off her head towards one of the forwards, who launched it forward at a midfielder who'd already begun his run.

The tiger and cougar landed in a heap on the ground, with the tiger's rump rolling across Maloo's midsection, squeezing Joseki's hams right over the big feline's sensitive package. Both let out a moan as the tiger rolled off, onto her hands and knees, before pushing herself back to her feet. Maloo was up a moment later, chasing after the tiger, balls lurching up and down against her thighs with every pump of her powerful legs.

The midfielder found the ball and kicked it back to the forward, who ran up the side of the field with it. Maloo followed Joseki into the box. The forward launched a high, arcing cross towards the tiger.

Once more both felines launched into the air. Defenders scrambled, with one of the braver ones also trying to go for the header. He bounced off Joseki's right breast and rolled onto the grass. Maloo, however, got the higher jump and blocked the pass, knocking it out towards midfield with her head.

The two felines rolled into the grass together. Maloo ended up on top of Joseki, package to package, breasts to breasts, muzzle to muzzle. They stared at each other for a moment as play moved back towards the Titan goal. Maloo's arms shot out, pushing off the grass, though her hips intentionally ground downwards, squeezing her vast maleness into the tiger's. Joseki growled, lips spreading to reveal a smile. Maloo winked, then was gone, dashing up the field.

They were both forwards, so most of their interactions came around midfield. Maloo found Joseki behind her on several occasions, hips bucking out to smack the thick tiger sheath under the cougar's tail. Or Maloo would turn the tables, and bump her front up against Joseki while setting up for free kicks, bouncing her assets up and down.

By the time the half was called, the score was still tied, and both felines felt the strain. Maloo's head was visible now, pushing down and out against the shorts, threatening to pop through the leg past her knee. Joseki's nipples were each pushing out like coffee mugs through her shirt, while her sheath was bulging to an incredibly degree, so much so that white fur was poking through the fabric where it wrapped over the top.

Maloo and Joseki were on the far side of the field when the whistle blew, so they walked together back towards the tunnel. As they parted to enter with their teams, the cougar's paw found a handful of the tiger's rump and gave it a good hard squeeze. Joseki turned slightly, looking at Maloo over her shoulder, and growled.

"Winner tops first?"

Maloo grinned. "You sound confident."

The tiger's muzzle turned upwards into a sneaky grin. "Oh, I am..."

The action was just as fast after the break. Maloo and Joseki threw themselves into the game with a vigor that surprised their coaches, announcers, and teammates, and left the crowd hoarse with glee. The tiger's cock was getting thicker by the minute, until the massive stalk's broad urethra was visibly pushing outwards against her jersey. The tip was somewhere between her breasts, stuck under the sports bra. Maloo's shorts tented outwards, her rolled-over cock pressed tightly around her heavy testicles. Despite the action, however, the score remained stubbornly tied.

The two giant felines positioned themselves for a corner kick with five minutes left in the game. If the Olympians scored, they'd likely win. Maloo's hips thrust against Joseki's fat rump as they jostled for position; the tiger's arms squeezed back against the cougar's chest. They waited for the kick and lurched as one towards it. Joseki tried to leap for it, but caught herself up in several of the smaller players around her.

Maloo broke free, but nearly too late. The ball was sailing past her. Desperate, she leapt as far as she could, ankles swinging out above her head for an attempted bicycle kick. The cougar's body tensed as she felt her cock throb and rip free of her shorts. The crowd went silent as time stood still. The cougar could see the ball now, coming in slow and steady, and as her legs flailed, her massive cock swung out and up, springing off her huge testicles. The erection grew hard in moments, standing straight up from her wide hips, well over six feet long. The soccer ball smooshed into the flat glans at the tip and sprang backwards, soaring into the upper right corner of the net.

The crowds exploded, with even the Titans' supporters cheering. Maloo landed with a whump on her backside and rolled over to see if the shot went in. Her cock stuck out from under her hips, pointing off to the side, as her breasts, still bound by the jersey, flattened against the grass. Seeing she'd been successful, she leapt to her feet and ran for her teammates, with her six-foot shaft bouncing up and down against her huge breasts with every thunderous step. The cougar went down in a dog pile as her team mobbed her, ignoring her oversized erection as they congratulated her. Most of them had helped the cougar "relax" after games anyways, so they weren't shocked at her size. A few - especially the cute skunk defender - were actively taking the opportunity to give her a few nice rubs and squeezes.

The coach pulled Maloo from the field a few minutes later for fear that not having a proper uniform could get her a yellow card. The goal stood, however, and the Olympians were up by one point with only a few minutes left in play.

Joseki tried her best, but couldn't break through the defense to get a shot off despite her attempts and fancy footwork. The game ended with a shot rattling the crossbars and sailing off into the crowd.

That was the season for the Titans. It had been a good run and a close game. The audience cheered for both teams appreciatively as the dejected home team headed for the stands. The Olympians mobbed their MVP once more as the stands slowly cleared.

The league manager talked at length with the club owner after the game, discussing how best to work their new star players to their advantage.

"I mean, that's assuming they don't get scouted by the bigger leagues," he said. "We'll also need to figure out better uniforms for them. The ones they have don't cut it."

"Well, they both like to show off, I know, but you're right, they'll need stronger uniforms that won't give out under pressure."

Back in the locker room, Joseki sat on the bench by her locker, nude, huge sheath hanging off her belly, massive nuts spreading over the floor, tail flicking distractedly back and forth. The coach came by and patted her shoulder.

"Don't worry - you gave it a good try. We'll get 'em next time."

Joseki nodded and managed a smile. "Thanks, coach."

"Now go shower up! I'll see you later tonight at the banquet."

The coach left the locker room, as did many of her teammates, but Joseki remained, despondent. Fortunately, however, she knew a good trick for cheering herself up: sex.

Which was exactly what Maloo had in store as she entered the home team's locker room, strutted straight up to Joseki, and grinned playfully as her heavy chest and massive shaft pressed against the tiger's front. "Time to pay your debts, kitty!"

Joseki growled and reached out, both arms grasping that massive cock and pulling it close. Already the hurt of losing was being diminished. She giggled as the huge tip throbbed, leaking some potent pre-cum.

"Gladly," she said. "Though I really don't think that goal should have counted."

Maloo laughed as the tiger's paws stroked down her six-foot length. "Hey, I didn't use my hands."

"Well, don't worry, I will."

Both felines stripped off their shirts, ignoring the stares of the few teammates left in the locker room, some of whom watched with more than a little jealousy. Their huge chests pressed together, smooshing into each other, with Maloo's enormous erection popping up between them. The tiger traded kisses with the head of the shaft as well as the head of the cat. Her erection filled out quickly, growing hard and strong next to Maloo's, until two spires of pure maleness jutted from within their cleavage. Lower, their sheaths ground together as Maloo pushed forward, hips between the tiger's spread legs.

The slightly larger cougar took charge quickly thereafter, planting a few pleasant kisses on the tiger's full lips before turning her around and taking a firm hold on her tail. The cougar's hips pumped forward, grinding the base of her cock between the tiger's rump. Joseki moaned with growing eagerness as the tall, six-foot shaft slipped up and down, like a world-record hot dog attempt in the biggest bun ever made. The tiger's erection pushed out in front of her, between her massive tits, as her paws clutched at the bench, holding her up.

Maloo's breasts draped over Joseki's shoulders as the cougar leaned over. Her paws groped at the tiger's sides and hips. The urges grew stronger as she pulled her hips back and back and back, dragging that massive shaft down Joseki's backside until it nestled under the feline's fluffy, thick tail. The twelve-foot-tall cougar could hardly reach Joseki's hips, but managed to get a handful of fur and flesh with which to hang on.

Joseki's eyes popped open wide as the cougar pushed forward. The tiger's pussy stretched and stretched to accommodate. Maloo, for her part, didn't stop, but kept shoving, thrusting, pumping, urging her massive maleness deeper and deeper. Joseki's belly, normally tight and taut, bulged outwards, visibly outlining the cougar's tip through her skin and pelt. The shaft was a bit over half as tall as she was, after all.

Joseki's cock jerked, slapping upwards between her tits. She wasn't quite as large as Maloo in that regards - a foot or so shorter, a bit less thick - but her breasts were noticeably larger, especially the fat black nipples poking through her white chest fur.

Teammates stared at the scene, most not moving, bulges in their shorts or towels, nobody really able to imagine the massive cougar actually intended on using that huge maleness on someone. Or that someone being able to actually take it, as Joseki was demonstrating. The tiger moaned, back curling, hips pushing back. Maloo yanked on her tail roughly, grinning evilly as the tiger's moans intensified.

"Oh, don't stop! Deeper!" she gasped, all thoughts of the soccer game forgotten by this point. Her cock lurched, spurting a blob of cum big enough to fill a water pitcher.

"You... you got it!"

Whump... "Ahh!"

Whump... "Ahhh!"

WHUMP... "OOOOohhh!"

Again and again, that six-foot shaft pounded forward, stretching the tiger more and more. Three foot... four foot... five foot... finally, with a noise more akin to a roar than a moan, Maloo's huge paws pulled Joseki back. Every muscle on the cougar's body strained and flexed, going taut and hard as she hilted inside the tiger. Joseki's body curled with the shape of the massive shaft inside her; the outline of the middle of the shaft pushed out against her belly, while the tip was lodged somewhere higher up. How the tiger could take such a length without any consequences was beyond understanding. Maloo's claws latched into Joseki's rump, massaging the tight fleshy hams around her base.

"I... have never... enjoyed winning... more than this," she gasped, each word punctuated with a short thrust.

Joseki could do little but gurgle as pre-cum bubbled up through her muzzle and nose. A stupid, happy expression was plastered on her face and her massive cock shot a stream of pre-cum that painted the lockers in front of her. The watching teammates moved closer, some even reaching into their shorts helplessly as waves of pheromones and musk filled the sweaty locker room air.

Maloo's breasts flattened against Joseki's backside as she leaned over, still humping away, powerful legs flexing, toes digging into the concrete floor. Each pump elicted gurgles and moans from the tiger, whose heavy balls swelled further, forcing her to spread her legs as they filled with seed. Maloo's testicles bumped up against them from behind as the cougar's excitement and arousal caused hers to fill out nicely as well.

Joseki felt a paw on her shaft and opened her eyes, grinning with pleasure as she realized the other starting forward, a hot stag, was rubbing at her shaft. A cute mink spent her time trying to fit one of the tiger's nipples in her muzzle. Maloo felt several sets of paws groping at her balls before a muzzle shoved up against her dripping pussy.

What started as a bet between the two felines was quickly turning into a team-wide orgy. Joseki even saw a few members of the other team, including that cute defender skunk, show up to the party. She didn't have much time to think about it, though, as three people worked their up and down her cock, massaging it from tip to base, while Maloo's steady thrusts made her belly bloat. Regular-sized teammates swarmed the two giants, treating them like giant ambulatory playgrounds. A well-hung fox pumped his hips into Maloo's cleavage; he'd somehow squirmed his way between them, so that his legs rested on Joseki's backside. A muscular wolf had his arms around Maloo's balls, worshipping the enormous orbs with his muzzle. All the while, Maloo thrust, over and over, sometimes pulling two, three feet out before slamming back in, sending waves of pre-cum pouring down the back of Joseki's thighs.

The unbelievable fuckfest continued even after Maloo's orgasm hit. Her cock went first, bloating up inside of Joseki before pouring gallons upon gallons of hot, rich cougar cum into the tiger's belly. Joseki's stomach filled out rapidly as more cum trickled out of her nose and muzzle; the tiger's glazed eyes and whimpers of pleasure, as well as the booming cum shot that sent the stag tumbling head over heels into the lockers, signified her enjoyment of the proceedings. The stag, for his part, ended up on his shoulders, legs kicking in the air, as wave after wave of cum splattered over him like a firehose, pinning him to the wall.

The regular-sized teammates added to the mess in their own small ways as the two enormous felines kept at it, almost unawares. Maloo leaned forward, sagging against Joseki as her orgasm tapered somewhat. Her feminine sex throbbed with heat as two different muzzles explored her. She gasped, almost squeaking, as the thrills of her first feminine orgasm swept over her, leaving the two muzzles soaking in juices. Joseki's cock throbbed, still shooting, though the stag had managed to turn himself upright in the meantime. The skunk rode the length, straddling the midsection, and jacked off quickly as the powerful maleness lifted him up and down with each fantastic spurt.

The floor of the locker room was awash in cum, which drained slowly through grates set in the floor. Maloo moaned as the fox's paws groped at her nipples. She grinned down at him happily as he busied himself with her tits.

Joseki clenched around the shaft inside her, finally finding words to speak.

"Mmmff... my turn," she growled, shifting her hips slightly, making Maloo gasp.

"Fair... fair enough," the cougar said.

Both massive felines huffed and moaned as Maloo pulled free with the help of three or four teammates. As Joseki prepared, she grinned.

"Let's show this Olympian why Titans are the best!" she crowed. Her teammates cheered and rushed to help the tiger move her bloated stomach, which overlapped her cock and nearly reached to the floor. The tiger didn't seem to suffer any effects from the bellyful of cum; in fact, as the minutes went by, the bloating went down... and her balls grew larger, to the point they dragged behind her as she pushed Maloo onto her backside.

The cougar grinned up at the tiger as several helpers maneuvered the oversized herms into position.

"Want to play a friendly this weekend?" Maloo asked.

"Mmmfff... sounds... good to... me!"