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Catching Up

Bomba hummed to himself as he made the final adjustments in his small but quaint home. The spotted Dusky was planning on a special guest over tonight, someone he hadn't seen in years, and he certainly didn't want to disappoint. His boyfriend, Alkali, was out for the night as well, leaving the Dusky with plenty of time to chat it up.

He was just setting the chips and pretzels on the table when the doorbell rang. Looking up, and seeing his friend was early, he shrugged and ran to the door, swinging it open.

"Sero! So good to see you! You haven't changed at all!" He quickly bear-hugged the collie, who gacked a bit and hugged back.

"Good to see you, too." The blue and white collie patted his friend's back, trying to wiggle a bit from the iron hug.

"Whats it been? Three? Four years?" Bomba smirked, giving the collie a peck on the cheek, knowing he didn't like hugs that much in the first place.

"Four. I know I said I would come by last year but, there were...issues..." Sero rubbed the back of his head, blushing.

"Oh I understand. Working in a big lab, you probably got smothered by a project or something. Its okay, happens to me and Alkali too at times." Bomba quickly put a hand on the collie's back, "now, it's chilly out, don't want to catch a cold!" He smirked, ushering the collie in, before slowly letting that hand slide down, feeling over the collie's rump. Sero quickly moved a bit ahead, glaring back.

"Come on Bomba, that isn't funny."

Bomba couldn't help but chuckle, despite there being a glint in his eye.

"Oh I'm just teasing! Lighten up! I know how you don't like so much close contact. Its just fun to harass you with."

Sero mumbled under his breath, straightening his shirt by the collar.

"So which way is the kitchen, I kinda had a light supper since I was traveling."

"This way." Bomba bowed and ushered his friend forward with the palm of his hand. Sero stood there and glared.

"Oh fine, fine. So paranoid." The dusky stuck his tongue out, walking first as Sero followed.

The two sat at the table with the snacks and began talking. Most of it was about what the other has been up to. Sero went on about formulas and experiments he had worked on, mostly just testing supposed "cures", or looking at petri dishes, nothing that sounded too interesting.

"Oh come on, you must be into some more crazy stuff! I've heard rumors bout some things going on in that town. Some furs disappearing, weird mutations, and maybe even the hint of a giant or two." Bomba leaned forward, grinning.

Sero shrugged, "Just rumors. Furs think that just because we like to keep things undisclosed that we are doing weird stuff. Not true. We just like to protect our research and protect others. If someone were to take it and misinterpret, it could cause some real damage." It almost sounded rehearsed to Bomba as the collie drank the last of his water.

"Sorry bout that, but the well is broken at the moment. And that was the last jug of water from the store. Lemme look in the garage though." Bomba quickly got up, turning and rubbing his paws together as he entered the garage. His plan was working so far. He just had to move on to step two before he could really get the collie to himself.

Sero was eating a few more pretzels awhile before Bomba finally came back, bringing a total of 4 six packs in his hands, grunting a bit as he set them on the table, rubbing his fingers from the strain.

"Um...Bomba, you know I don't really drink." Sero looked at the bottles hesitantly.

"I know, but this is all we have. Alkali has been working on his own brews lately now that he set up a distillery in the garage. And I made sure to grab the non-alcoholic ones." Bomba grabbed one and popped the cap, handing it to his blue and white friend. Course, Bomba could barely hold back his smirk. Like hell Alkali would even make non-alcoholic beers!

Sero took a quick drink before taking a gasp of air, sticking his tongue out and wincing.

"Are you sure this is the non-alcoholic? I feel like I got the taste there at the end as always."

"Good! Then his recipe is working! It's suppose to ease non-alcoholic drinkers into the normal stuff. So it simulates the taste! You'll get use to it after awhile." Bomba grinned, popping off one for himself and drinking, their conversation continuing.

It took less than what Bomba had planned out. Just after three beers, Sero's speech was already starting to slur and he looked wobbly. He really was a lightweight.

"Hey, is it...getting stuffy in here?" Sero grunted, tugging at his shirt a bit, it seeming to stretch over his chest tighter than before.

"Well, you can always take your shirt off if you want." Bomba, who was feeling the normal buzz, but nothing too bad yet, as he opened up two more bottles, sliding one to Sero again, who actually quickly drank it down.

"You know what? I dink you're right. I don taste the alcohol anymore." Sero grunted, tugging his shirt again as a dull creaking could be heard coming from his fellow canine's chair. Bomba blinked a bit, trying to make sure the alcohol wasn't effecting him so much, but Sero seemed...taller. In fact, his own clothing was starting to feel tight on himself as well. It had to be in his head. He was so close to getting the collie plastered enough to finally spoon with him. He couldn't really focus on anything else now as he struggled to open the next bottle, missing the cap a few times before sliding it to the collie, and one more for himself. Funny, he didn't have to slide it to so far to his hand this time...

It's finally when his friend's shirt started to rip, and seems of the collie's pants began to bulge and tear, that Sero stopped, looking down and just blinking.

"Huh, cheap thing. * Hic * Must've shwrunk in the washhh." The collie slurred, grabbing the shirt by the collar and just tearing it off, revealing his lithe upper bod. Bomba bit his lower lip, feeling himself chub up a bit, which caused the button of his pants to fly off. The dusky finally looked down, seeing his clothing, too, was starting to look two sizes too small.

It finally hit him like a brick wall. He must've grabbed the wrong beers from the distillery, as these were suppose to be meant for the dusky and otter themselves. No matter, he had this under control still, totally.

"H-hey! Lookit dis!" Sero smirked like an idiot as he reached up, pushing at the ceiling as he began to giggle, before the seat finally gave away, causing the collie to crash to the ground and onto his back, laughing still. Bomba stood up wobbly, moving around the table to check on his friend. The sight only caused him to moan lowly to himself. The collie's jeans had completely ripped off now, leaving him in all too tight boxers, looking more like whitey tighties now, cupping a very large bulge. Damn the collie was packing! How did he ever miss that?

Bomba also noticed that despite them both having drunk the same amount, the collie was almost double the dusky's size, probably because of his low tolerance to alcohol. No matter, he still had this under control. Yeah. His plan was working perfectly still. No, even better now. Definitely. Now he just had to play it smooth...

Bomba reached down to try and help his giggling friend up, and although he meant to do it on purpose, he didn't need to as he did lose his sense of balance, falling flat on to the collie's bulge. The drunk collie let out a started yelp, then moan as the dusky wiggled, feeling up the thick sheath and balls as he squirmed on top, before a strong set of arms pulled him away.

"H-Hey! * Hic * I said, I said I don't like the touchy stuff!" Sero quickly sat up and pushed the dusky back, not knowing his own strength as Bomba fell back on to the table, crushing it, while losing the last shred of his normal clothing as well.

"E-easy up man!" He gurgled, trying to sit back up, but only gawked as a white rump came down on top of him, smothering the dusky under both cheeks with a yelp.

"Oh no. Now I'm top...top dog." Sero smirked, nodding to himself in reassurance as he wiggled on top of the dusky, causing more squirming.

"C-come on man! You're too heavy!" The dusky gasped, pawing at the still growing rump. Sero huffed, his floppy ears starting to brush the ceiling even while sitting.

"You wanted to feel my rear earlier, now you got it!" The collie blinked, still seeing a few more unopened beers. "I'm still a bit parched, you don't mind, do ya * hic * bud?" He smirked, not even waiting for an answer as he just wiggled on his friend some more, popping the tops off of the remainders easily with his claws, chugging the rest down.

Bomba gasped and grunted, gripping the collie's fur and trying to drag himself out more. But each time he did, that rump just grew to cover the distance he had just gained. Sure, he wanted to get at this rump, but not like this!

It wasn't until he heard the beers being popped opened that he gulped, starting to try to wiggle free faster, but it was no use, and it was getting worse. With so much at once, the collie's growth escalated quickly. In a matter of seconds, Sero's head erupted through the ceiling and into the second floor, the collie only blinking, before his head continued upward, going through the next ceiling, and then the roof. Bomba, meanwhile, yelped at the rapid increase in weight, being smothered under that massive tush before being squeezed between the cheeks, gacking.

The growing collie wobbled even while sitting, letting the growth and alcohol's influence take over. Finally, when he felt like he got the hang of it. he slowly tried to stand, the rest of the house being ripped apart before he stumbled rapidly forward, crashing into the neighbor's house and flattening it. Luckily, the alcohol was dulling all the pain, the collie only groaning as he got on all fours, trying to steadily get back up to two legs. Upon succession, he grinned stupidly, thinking it was the greatest thing ever done.

"Man, when did we * hic * when did we go to a tiny toy village?" He rubbed his head, trying to remember. Meanwhile, the still growing, but slower, dusky grunted in between the two cheeks, finally starting to pull himself free and sliding down the collie's leg, landing on his front. He murfed and rolled onto his back, staring up at his growing drunk friend, immediately getting a boner. He was so big, and...and...studly...and...hung...and...other words that his drunk mind couldn't think of at that moment. Alkali's beers really did do wonders. But, he still needed to see more, or at least feel his friend up.

He staggered to his feet, falling back onto the collie's leg, just knee high, before rubbing his hard-on against the leg, moaning. Sero blinked and looked down at his friend, not understanding either why he was so small.

"Did you...shrink or somedin?" He slurred, trying to focus, before seeing what the dusky was really doing. "Dude! Get off on someone else! * Hic*" The collie quickly drew his leg away, causing a small whine from the dusky, before thinking of a better idea. One that couldn't fail.

"W-what? Ashamed cause despite you being bigger, I'm better hung?" He smirked, crossing his arms. Oh yeah, dick measuring contest was the best idea ever.

"You-you wish! I make horses jealous!"

"Pft, prove it stubby!" The dusky grabbed his own shaft, squeezing it for emphasis. The collie growled, not wanting to be shown up as he began to fondle himself, moaning loudly as he continued to expand, a whole paw filling up the width of a street as he panted, gripping his cock as it flopped out, stroking to get fully hard. Bomba only moaned at the free showing, stroking himself even faster now at the sight. It was like a free porno for him! In fact...

"O-oh kay, Not bad. But size doesn't matter, its how you use it!" The dusky panted, looking up. Despite the collie still growing, he was at least staying knee height to the canine, more like an action figure dusky to him.

"Ya mean...like dis?" As Sero got on all fours, letting his immense balls sway as he positioned and pistoned into a row of homes with his cock head, grunting as he brought the shaft back and did it over again a few more times. Bomba's mouth only watered at the sight, merfing more as he teased and stroked himself. Definitely could do better though. Yeah. His friend was huge! He had to figure something better.

"I've seen Alkali do like...skyscrapers like that. You aren't that impressive."

Oh yeah, saying less than another male was the perfect way to challenge. And it worked.

"Oh yeah! I haven't even begun!" The collie grunted, getting back up as he swayed, stomping his way from the outskirts of the city to downtown, his wobbly steps perfectly shown in the footprints he left behind. Cars or homes were spared only by chance as the collie tried to walk a straight line, the dusky not doing much better as his enlarging paws were nothing compared to the collie's, but he was still a giant none the less.

Sirens blared louder now as the city was being quickly evacuated, though not fast enough as the two came crashing through, the collie looking for the tallest buildings he could screw, his hips scrapping away the sides of the helpless structures as both paws were soon starting to take up all four lanes. Bomba didn't care, following behind the collie gave him the perfect view of that rump, and those heavy cum factories swaying between his legs.

Sero finally settled on some skyscrapers close together, but only came waist high to him, and still getting lower.

"Can Alkali do * hic * dis?" He smirked, thrusting immediately through the first skyscraper, and piercing the one beside it too. Bomba leaned against one of the smaller buildings, feeling it starting to crumble from his weight as he stroked.

"To-totally! That's nothing compared to what he could do!" The dusky groaned lowly, ignoring the tiny specs running around his paws, trying to flee. Sero grunted, pushing forward more, starting to stumble into the first building and making it start to topple, before thrusting into a third.

"Doubt he could do dis!" The collie grinned proudly, the first building starting to crumble now from the thrusting. But Bomba was so close. He just had to push a bit more.

"Well, you almost got him. More like your tied. And you might as well be kissing your sister if you accept that!" The dusky smirked, then gasped as the building behind him gave way, causing him to tumble back into the rubble. Sero pulled back, rubbing his head, but knowing he couldn't be outdone now, not when he was apparently so close.

"I just need another drink. That'll do * hic * it!" He began to look around, finding the city's own beer distillery and stomping towards it, pushing buildings apart with his bare hands.

Bomba rubbed his head, a few bricks landing on his skull causing a nagging feeling in his mind. There was something else about this booze Alkali made. Something that was definitely meant just for the dusky because of his ability to hold alcohol. But what was it?

It was when another brick hit just the right spot on his head did it finally come back. Oh yeah, after drinking so much of the special brew, it would cause any alcohol to increase the growth. Duh! The dusky smiled at remembering, sitting up in time to see Sero walking off somewhere for something. He stood wobbly up, just in time to see the collie ripping a few vats of alcohol from the city's distillery, guzzling them down like cans of beer, before tossing them over his shoulder.

Oh crap...

Time seemed to slow for Bomba. Maybe it was cause of the alcohol, or maybe because his mind was finally waking up to realize the blunder in his way of pushing his friend. Whichever it was, he could only watch as the collie began to balloon in size, climbing higher and higher as his shadow began to cover the city more and more, his paws easily plowing through the tiny buildings, the once waist-high skyscrapers soon knee high, then ankle. Anyone trying to escape in vehicles or on foot were immediately taken over my those immense paws, his titanic shaft spreading out further ahead as well, the smell of sex permeating through the city.

This didn't come without its drawback though. The sudden rush of vertigo and alcohol was finally proving too much for the collie. He looked down, giving his shaft another squeeze and a smirk.

"Oh yeah, * hic* Definitely, definitely * hic * won now..." he groaned, everything starting to spin. "Whoa...someone stop, stop the world. I wanna * hic * I wanna get offfffff..." His eyes rolled back into his head as he began to fall backwards, right towards Bomba.

Gasping, the dusky quickly began to run in the best way he could think of, straight back, like in every movie he ever saw. Cause they always got out unharmed, right? But even as he plowed through buildings, it was still hard to run with a boner, and that shadow over him grew darker and darker...

He only turned around just at the last minute, to see all that effort and running hadn't saved him at all, but only caused him to be directly positioned under that massive rump once more.

"Well Fu-"

As the sun began to rise, the harsh beams of light fell on to the collie's face, causing him to squint and try to block it out with his hands, to no avail. Then the hangover hit him like truck, causing a disgruntled moan to escape his throat.

"Ugh...nonalcoholic my ass..." Sero groaned, rubbing his temples. He didn't even know where he was, or what happened last night. He started having a few drinks, then everything got fuzzy after that. It was then he finally looked at himself, and his morning wood before gasping, trying to cover up.

"Damnit! That damn dusky! He did this to try and have sex with me! I swear, when I find him, I'm gonna punch his face in!" He winced at raising his own voice, grabbing his head once more.

Once the pain returned to a dull throb, he finally decided to take in his surroundings, having no idea where he was now. It seemed like some green clovers or something in some spots, with clumps of gray rocks here and there. Did Bomba have his way and leave him stranded in the middle of nowhere? No, even while drunk, the dusky couldn't have been an ass like that, could he?

That's when he moved his other hand, feeling some crunches. He looked down to see he was mostly sitting on these rocks already. Peering closer, he finally saw what looked liked shattered windows, TV satellites, and maybe what was a car or something smaller.

"Aw crap...I'm just massive. Great." He grunted standing up once more and grabbing his head.

"Ugh, well, It won't take long to get back to my lab at least. My assistant can use the ray to shrink me to normal." He dusted himself off a bit, before starting to walk. Unbeknownst to him, a dusky no larger than the collie's big toe was wedge tightly between the canine's massive cheeks, looking completely disheveled and exhausted, having barely gotten any sleep that night. He tried to wiggle to get free, but the strength just wasn't there, and when he heard about a shrink ray, he realized he may be stuck here for a very, long time.

Lesson learned. Don't try to take advantage of a drunk friend.