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Moonlight Becomes Him

By Danath

Characters © Maloo

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Maloo ducked under the doorway, hunched her shoulders together, and made it down the hall without knocking any hanging pictures off the walls. She ducked low again and emerged into a living room full of a dozen or so people, some standing, other sitting on couches and chairs.

"Maloo! Glad you made it!"

Maloo turned to the left, where Mark, a friend from work, was standing, holding a beer up to her. The bottle looked absolutely tiny in her massive paws, but Maloo smiled and thanked the jackrabbit anyways.

Mark glanced up and down Maloo's 12-foot-figure. She was over twice his height and wore a large trenchcoat, which draped over her front, where her enormous breasts pushed outwards, far enough to disguise anything else lower down.

"What, no costume?" Mark asked.

Maloo shook her head. "I have one! It's just... well, my winter coat is coming in early."

Mark grinned. "Ah, yes... you've gone full fuzz mode, haven't you?"

Maloo grimaced. "As if the shedding weren't enough, there's this..."

The trenchcoat slipped off the enormous cougar's shoulders, revealing a broad golden pelt punctuated with a stretch of white from under the feline's chin, down between her enormous breasts, over her hard belly, and around her thighs. Mark's eyes went wide.

"Maloo, I know you like to show off, but 'nude' isn't really a costume."

The cougar rolled her eyes. Her paw sunk into the plush, long fur on her chest and emerged a moment later with the strap of a bikini top against her thumb. The cougar's entire pelt was a good eight inches long, enough to make her seem even more gigantic than usual.

"I was supposed to be a Baywatch lifeguard!" the cougar said. "See?"

She shifted her paw, pulling the triangular piece of cloth attached to the g-string bikini top. It was white with a red cross on it and, presumably, covered most of the cougar's nipple. As it was, her winter coat was so deep this year that her nipples were hidden quite easily without any additional help. The bikini bottom was also of the string variety, but in this case, very little could contain Maloo's massive package. The white cloth of the bikini front was visible, along with the red cross on it, but it covered only a few scant square inches of real estate, leaving the majority of the cougar's three-foot-thick sheath and matching testicles quite visible.

"Oh, well, that's okay then," Mark said sarcastically. "Where'd you even find a bikini that fits you?"

Maloo grinned. "It's actually a bunch of bikinis sewn together."

Mark laughed and shook his head. "I'll get you some more beer. Good thing I got that keg..."

"All right, Mark, talk to you soon."

Maloo turned to the side, intending to find a spot to stand where she wasn't blocking the hallway entrance. She waved at someone she recognized on the other side of the room, so wasn't paying attention when the bulk of her prominent maleness collided with a wolf in a baggy black suit. He stumbled, but didn't go down, even when the cougar's nuts got him again on the backswing.

"Oh, sorry!" Maloo said. She reached out to steady the wolf, who glanced up at her, eyes wide.

"Oh... uh... no, my fault... wasn't looking. Where. I. Was..."

Maloo grinned. She was used to this reaction. The cougar snapped her fingers a few times in front of the wolf's face. He started and redirected his guilty gaze away from the cougar's enormous chest and maleness.

"Sorry, I don't think I've met you before," Maloo said. "You a friend of Mark's?"

"Yeah, from school. He mentioned you before. Maloo, right?"

"That's me! And you are?"

The wolf smiled. "I'm Terrence."

Terrence's suit was massive for him. He was only five-foot-four, counting his ears, and couldn't have weighed more than a hundred and twenty pounds. He had a couple bolts attached to his neck, though.

"Frankenstein's monster?"

"That's right!"

"No offense, but aren't you a little... uh..."

"Small?" Terrence said, finishing Maloo's sentence for her.

"Well... yeah."

"Ah, but I can't say anything, or I'll ruin the surprise."

"Surprise?"

"Sorry, can't tell you. Mark made me promise." The wolf grinned up at the giant cougar. "So, anyways... what's your costume? Birthday suit?"

The party was a good time. Maloo chatted and drank her way through the evening. She even played a few rounds of a card game someone had brought. It was, as far as Halloween parties went, pretty good. She hadn't popped a boner once, for which she was sure Mark was grateful. She had replaced that couch after last year's party, though, and he wasn't one to hold grudges.

Terrence had come and gone throughout the night, but Maloo took a liking to him straightaway. He was funny and quick and didn't seem intimidated by her size, which was nice for a change. Being self-confident when 12-feet-tall was one thing. She liked that the littler guy possessed just as much bravado. She still couldn't figure out the secret of his oversized costume, though, and towards midnight, as the party was proceeding in full swing, she got him alone in one corner of the kitchen to get it out of him.

"Okay, okay! I guess I can surprise you. Mark wanted to be there, but I think he popped upstairs a little while ago."

Maloo grinned and followed Terrence outside, through the door in the kitchen that led to the expansive backyard. There was a low wooden porch, a garden in the back, and a shed in the other corner. A tall privacy fence surrounded the property, including the fire pit built into a bed of gravel in the center of the lawn. It wasn't in use tonight, but Maloo had been there for a few summertime barbecues.

Terrence leaned his head back almost as soon as he was outside of the house. There was a full moon, making it easy for Maloo to watch him. She squinted, wondering what he was doing as he stood in the moonlight, arms spread, head tipped back, as though he were on a beach soaking up the rays.

"Ahhhh... nothin' like it..."

Maloo's ears cocked forward as Terrence began to grow. She took a seat on the edge of the porch, rested her elbows on her knees, and leaned forward intently as the wolf's oversized suit began to fill out.

And boy, did this wolf fill out.

The fabric, at first baggy and loose, gradually came to hang nicely from his shoulders when he hit the six foot mark. He kept going, however, and the sleeves pulled in from his wrists, exposing more of his dark brown pelt. His ankles were similarly exposed. The cougar's eyes went wide as he kept growing, larger and larger, filling the suit out until it stretched tightly across his chest.

Maloo whistled. He'd added on what looked like two hundred pounds of weight in just a few minutes. When he turned back around, his shoulders were massive, giving him a hunched look - the muscle crept up his backside, obscuring his neck, making him seem even stockier than he was. The silver bolts protruded from his meaty neck, showing through his short pelt.

What really drew the cougar's attention, however, was lower down. He was still getting bigger, growing past seven feet, and the suit was really stretching to accommodate his increasing size. A set of powerful pecs clearly strained against the buttons of his shirt underneath the jacket and the fabric clung to his legs, tight to the fur. A male bulge protruded outwards, stretching the pants even more. It was disproportionate to his size, which meant it looked absolutely incredible coiled up in the slacks. Maloo licked her lips.

"Mark said you don't get to meet people your own size much," Terrence said. His voice was deeper and huskier now. "I'm not as big as you, but I suppose I'm closer than most."

He was. Maloo grinned as he kept growing past eight feet, though things were definitely slowing down. The cougar felt a twinge in her exposed sheath as Terrence brought both arms down in a circle, flexing. Powerful biceps ripped through the sleeves, leaving them in shreds, while the front of his slacks split at several of the seams. A huge wolven package flopped out, hanging over his muscular thighs. His sheath was almost two feet long and half that thick, while the heavy nuts swinging beneath, covered in light tan fur, were as big as basketballs.

Maloo felt another twinge in her sheath as Terrence grinned up at her.

"So, what do you think of my costume now?"

He did look more like Frankenstein's monster, Maloo had to admit. The pants pulled up his legs, tattered and torn, while his jacket hung from his beefy shoulders in shreds. Buttons had popped free, letting the thick tan fur on his chest push through, a nice contrast to the rest of him, which was dark brown.

"So you're a werewolf?"

"Kind of."

"Kind of?"

"I'm always a wolf. I just get bigger."

"I'll say."

Maloo's gaze lingered on Terrence's sheath. A bit of black flesh peeked out from her own fat package, which didn't escape the wolf's notice.

"Of course, I think your costume is pretty great as well," Terrence said, lips pulling into a grin. "You were going for fluffy cute kitty cat, right?"

Maloo laughed. "Might as well. Early winter coat."

Terrence glanced around Maloo, back towards the house, but they were alone in the backyard.

"Wanna fool around?"

The question sailed through the air straight into the cougar's nuts. A huge grin split her muzzle and she nodded.

"I could be convinced."

The wolf reached low and hefted his oversized testicles in both paws. They overfilled his palms and draped around his wrists.

"You need a preponderance of evidence?" he asked. "I have several exhibits here to convince you."

"I see. May I inspect them more closely?"

"Be my guest!"

Maloo thudded onto her knees on the grass and reached for Terrence, who moved in close. Kneeling, Maloo was just a bit shorter than the eight-foot-tall wolf. His paws reached for the cougar, groping through her long winter pelt, rubbing down right into the skin underneath. Maloo purred as his claws tickled their way over her chest, finding and pulling off the bikini top hidden behind the hair. His hips pushed forward, shoving his sheath up against her own. She was bigger, of course, but his was large - one of the largest she'd seen in a while. Her heavy sheath rested on top of her massive nuts, which flattened over the grass as she leaned forward, breasts enveloping the wolf's midsection.

Terrence let out a small gasp as he felt his package grind up against her cleavage. Maloo purred, rumbling so deeply he could feel the vibrations, and reached around with both paws, grasping his rump and hauling him in tight. Her head leaned forward and he tipped his muzzle upwards.

His eyes opened wide as he felt her plush pelt surrounding his sheath, which twitched and bulged, matching the cougar's languorous arousal. They took their time, kissing firmly, pawing at each other, exploring. Before long, Maloo had the muscular wolf pinned on his back. She straddled his hips, grinning down at him, cupping her heavy breasts in her paws as her testicles rolled up against his. Her cock was half way free from her sheath now, with about four feet of thick, ebony cougar-stalk exposed. Terrence was already hard. He was, Maloo was delighted to discover, packing more than he appeared to let on. Maybe it was being out in the moonlight so long.

His shaft was hot and hard, at least five feet long, possibly closer to six. It was nearly his own height in length, and as thick around in the middle as his own hips. It slid between Maloo's breasts slowly, up and down, as the powerful wolf's hips levered himself up. Maloo squeezed her breasts together, purring deeply all the while as she warmed the wolf up. She liked the way it throbbed and jerked every time she leaned over to lick along the tip.

Of course, her own arousal soon came into play. It was twice as thick as Terrence's and several feet longer by the time she was fully fleshed out. Their huge testicles squeezed together between their bodies as their shafts fought for space in the cougar's cleavage. Terrence couldn't even see Maloo's face anymore over the swell of her breasts and two proud stalks sticking up between them.

The cougar's ears twisted forward as she heard Terrence let out a few eager moans. Bubbles of thick pre-cum rolled from his tip as Maloo frotted him, rubbing her length to his, squeezing the two massive shafts together. She leaned forward, letting her weight squeeze them together even more firmly, until he was shivering and thrusting wildly beneath her.

The last bits of Terrence's costume flew into the night as the cougar's claws managed to snag the shreds and pull them free. She leaned back, scooted her rump away, and turned around, tail lifted. Terrence stared at her fluffy, fuzzy rump, eyes big again.

"You can't mean..."

The cougar bit her lower lip and closed her eyes as her huge shaft slid along the smooth grass. Her breasts hung down around it as she got onto all fours. Her tail shifted in the air in an "S" pattern.

"Oh, I mean it... if I know Mark, he'd have told you that the moment I saw you get bigger like that, I'd have you."

"He did, but I thought he was joking..." Terrence stood and grabbed his cock, pulling it up to his chest, holding it upright. It went a foot or so past his head and he had to lean around it to look at the cougar's firm, thick rump again.

"One downside of being my size," Maloo said, "is that it's very rare to find someone who isn't throwing a hot dog down a hallway, if you know what I mean."

The large, deep-furred golden hips shifted side to side enticingly.

"But I've never... I mean, when I'm like this... it's too big!"

"I'll be the judge of that! Now c'mon, Frankenstein... show me that monster!"

Maloo wiggled her hips again, which made her huge shaft slide against the grass, which increased her arousal even more. It was a little risky, doing it out here in the backyard, under the moon, where anyone could see, but Maloo had long since lost her inhibitions about public displays. She was, after all, a walking public display no matter where she went.

The cougar growled when she felt two paws sink into her plush pelt on her rump and squeeze. The wolf's oversized cock draped over her backside, simply too massive to stand up on its own because of its weight. The cougar shivered as she felt the tip bounce against her backside, between her shoulder blades.

Terrence had to relinquish his grasp on her hips and back up, pulling the shaft down her backside, until the huge tip rested on the shelf of her plump bottom. The wolf's biceps bulged as he held his his cock in that forward-pointing direction and slipped back another step. Maloo growled eagerly and shifted, trying to help the wolf line up.

"Can't believe I'm doing this," she heard him mutter under his breath. "Awesome..."

The pressure started and didn't let up. Maloo closed her eyes and bowed her head as she felt the tip push between her cheeks. A gasp escaped her lips when the head ground against her pussy, hidden deep in the long fur coating her muscular body. Terrence grunted as he shoved forward, pushing and pushing, leaning into it until only his toes were touching the ground. His paws went flat to the top of his shaft, holding himself up, as he ground open the cougar's sex.

Maloo pushed back just as eagerly. He was a big one, all right. One of the biggest. Top five, maybe top ten. The cougar licked her lips, head still down, as she pushed with her arms.

Both cougar and wolf let out equally loud moans when he finally popped inside. Maloo shuddered, one arm wrapping around her massive length, the other clutching at the grass, holding her up.

Okay, she thought. Top five, for sure.

Terrence couldn't stop himself from pushing in deeply on that first thrust. He'd been straining trying to push inside, so when she opened up to him, several feet jammed in. Maloo's head lifted, tipping back, muzzle opening as she felt a fullness she hadn't felt in a long, long time.

Terrence, worried he'd hurt the cougar, tried to speak, but couldn't get the words out. Maloo was clenching around him, holding him in, even as she worked her hips side to side, pushing back to try and get more. So much for hurting her.

He was, in fact, doing the opposite. A loud growl echoed off into the night as the cougar orgasmed. It came on quick and made her long fur stand on end. A few bursts of pre-cum shot from her shaft across the lawn as she wiggled with pleasure, eyes shut tight, gasps and moans echoing out of her muzzle. Her nipples felt so warm, ensconced in her fur, and she was really enjoying the way her breasts dragged over her massive length.

"Yesssssss..."

Maloo wasn't sure who said it, her or Terrence, but either way, she agreed with the sentiment. The wolf's paws clutched at the cougar's massive hips as he thrust in harder. Maloo trembled around him and pushed back eagerly. Brown fur slid into the long golden fluff as another foot stretched the cougar's insides.

There wasn't much thrusting going on. At the sizes Maloo and Terrence were dealing with, it was enough work to push just one way. Besides, with so much surface area, it wasn't hard to get overstimulated. Maloo's insides squeezed like a vice, tight and hot and warm around Terrence's invading shaft. The cougar's breasts heaved, sliding back and forth across her shaft as she bucked her hips.

"Oh my God..." Terrence said, voice coming in deep gasps. "Oh, wow..."

Maloo smiled and pushed back again. She grunted as she felt another foot or so of thick wolf cock grind inside her body, distending her belly. Fountains of pre-cum poured from her cock like a hose left running as another orgasm ripped through her.

"Ha... ahhhh... ooh, yessss!"

That one was Maloo. The cougar lurched backwards, throwing her shoulders up into the air until she was kneeling. Her massive cock flexed, curving upwards, lifting into the air, supported at the base on top of her huge balls, which remained flat along the grass. Terrence grabbed her hips and held on as she leaned into him, sitting down on his massive length and grinding herself down to the hilt.

"Uuhhhnnnnnn..."

Maloo wondered if she was drooling. She felt so full... so warm... every flex of the wolf's ridiculous cock made her own even more ridiculous erection feel so wonderful. His claws scraped her fur and skin as he pulled back a foot or so and shoved back in, eliciting the same intense pleasure and moans from the cougar.

The cougar felt something thick, hard, and spherical against her thighs. Behind her, Terrence's delicious moans came quicker and louder. He bucked, thrusting, grinding forward, shoving what Maloo quickly realized was an incredible knot against her stretched pussy lips. How had she missed that before? He wasn't going to actually...

"I can't... I can't... I can't oooooohhhhhhhh!"

Terrence's drawn-out moan ended in a squeak. Maloo's eyes went wide as his paws grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back heavily. She fell backwards, knocking Terrence off his feet. Her rump landed on his hips and the knot disappeared inside her.

The roar that erupted from Maloo's throat as she felt the huge ball of wolf flesh lock inside her drew the attention of the guests still inside. Neither cougar or wolf noticed, however, as both came hard. Maloo's erection rose several feet into the air on each bounce, letting loose a near eight-inch-thick stream of uncut cougar cum with each blast, leaving a sticky trail from the tip, across the grass, and up the fence.

Terrence could barely breathe as he felt the muscular feline squeezing around his entire six-foot length and knot. Ropes of sticky, hot wolf cum flooded the cougar's body. Her belly rounded out, which, combined with her long, fluffy fur made her look even more like a ball of fuzz. She held onto her breasts as she sat heavily on Terrence's thighs. Her tail wrapped around his chest and neck, squeezing firmly, nearly smothering him with long golden fur.

Eventually, both cougar and wolf returned to earth from their orgasmic highs. Maloo had lost count of how many times her aching pussy spasmed around the invading length, which kept a permanent pressure on her g-spot. The knot, in particular, made her feel exceedingly full. When she moved, she accidentally tugged on it, making Terrence whine as the overstimulated shaft jerked again.

"Whoo! Good show! Encore!"

Laughter and applause floated across the backyard. Maloo turned her tired head and saw nearly every attendee at the Halloween party on the porch, led by Mark, cheering Terrence and her on. The cougar took a few deep breaths and smirked at Mark, who applauded enthusiastically.

Terrence groaned. "I'm never going to live this down... I can't believe we just did this in the backyard."

"Hey, Maloo!" Mark called. "Thanks for not ruining my furniture this time!"

Maloo groaned and clutched at her belly. Her cock draped limply over the ground, still chugging out thick cum into a growing puddle on the grass. Her cheeks clenched around the knot again, making Terrence thrust automatically.

"How long does the tie last?" Maloo asked between gasps.

"No idea," Terrence said. "Never... ooohh... never tied anyone before."

The cougar growled as she wiggled her hips, feeling his hard length squirming around inside her large body. He really filled her up good.

"Hey, Mark!" she shouted.

Some of the party guests, having had their fill of the view, had already returned to the interior of the house, but Mark and a few others lingered outside.

"What's up?" he called back.

"Over-under on how long before he goes down."

"Twenty if it's over 30 minutes?"

"Deal!"

Terrence shuddered. "You're... betting... on that?"

Maloo grinned and clenched particularly firmly. The wolf's head dropped back against the grass.

"Gotta pass the time somehow, wolfie."

"Whatever you say," he replied, his voice cracking with pleasure.

"Maloo!"

Mark again.

"Yeah?"

"You gonna return the favor?"

Terrence's cock lurched inside the cougar. Maloo gasped and moaned as the length throbbed anew. She purred and turned her head, glancing at the prone wolf she was plopped on top of.

"We'll find out in 30 minutes. Or however long he takes!"

Terrence shuddered, thinking about the cougar's incredible size. She wasn't serious, was she? He couldn't... could he? No. Definitely not.

"Maloo! Over under on how much you can fit inside him?"

The end.