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**WARNING: This story contains growth. Like, lots of growth. Ridiculously hyper, macro (actually giga-macro) growth. Also excessive cum, spooge, gay sex, oral sex, worshiping and tiny furs helping out with all that stuff. Anyway, if under 18/not legal/not interested, you can go now. Otherwise, enjoy!**

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"Alright, so we need a volunteer for a new product that we are testing," the horse in the white lab coat and clutching a clipboard said to the massed group of employees. "But after the last incident, we have decided that we are simply going to draw a name from a hat."

In the back of the room a tiger sat on one of the uncomfortable plastic chairs, fiddling on his smart phone. Tahlyn was usually a receptionist here, so when he and all the other "non-sciencey" people were called into a meeting with everyone else, he was at first surprised. Now that he knew what it was, simply a "Hey, we have new products to test out and we don't want to pay any random shmuck on the street" that the company usually did, the orange and black striped feline simply zoned out, playing some free game and tapping at the screen, adjusting his glasses to see the tiny display in his hands better. Besides he never got picked for these things.

"And the winner is," the horse said, reaching into the comically oversized top hat that he was using, and pulling out a folded piece of paper. "Tahlyn Baasher!"

The tiger stopped, his pixelated character falling into some random pit. He looked up at all the people standing and now staring at him.

"Y-yes?" the tiger asked in a trembling voice as he looked at all the faces around him, his long tail curling around the chair leg as he instinctively crouched lower, wanting to hide.

The horse at the front of the room flashed a grin. "You will be perfect."

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The busiest shopping mall in the city was more crowded than usual. It was lunchtime when Tahlyn got off the city bus and walked into the building, though he wasn't hungry at the moment.

"Just go, do the thing, go back," Tahlyn whispered to himself, walking with the multi-species crowd of teenage girls, businessmen on break, minimum wage employees rushing to their next shift, and a hundred other people heading into the three story shopping paradise.

His paws brushed against the small glass bottle in his pocket, full of a weird pink fluid that the horse called a cologne-perfume hybrid. Was supposed to attract the gender that the wearer found most attractive.

Tahlyn blushed at the thought of men coming up to him, attracted by whatever scent he was wearing. His groin also heated up at the thought, making the tiger wince. He pulled his jacket up, shifted his gait, hoping that nobody around him just saw that he nearly got a boner. It was bad enough being among all these people... being among all these people and having a hard on would have been the death of him.

Eventually the crowd began to disperse, some heading to the food court in the middle of the second floor, others heading to one of the hundreds of different shops, others just milling around the massive water fountain that shot bursts of water in perfectly synchronized patterns.

Tahlyn found his way to the closest washroom, right next to the central courtyard. The green tiled and painted room was empty, and he slipped into the first available toilet stall, locking the door behind him. He took a deep breath and sighed, before reaching into his jacket pocket for the glass bottle, the pink liquid still sloshing inside. The tiger used a trembling paw and unscrewed the top, and took a sniff of the formula.

It was very strong, nearly making Tahlyn sneeze from the assault on his nose. It smelt like the strongest cologne in the world times ten, with a fruity scent that did nothing to blunt the edge.

Tahlyn bit his lip, before he dipped a little bit onto his palm. He had no idea how to use it, so he dabbed little bits on his wrist and on his neck, but he didn't put any on his face. The few dabs were already enough to nearly make him gag.

He screwed the cap back on and slipped it into his pocket. There, part one done,_he thought. _Now I just go through the mall and...

The door to the bathroom opened, making Tahlyn freeze in place. He heard paws pattering on the ground, the quiet swish of a thick tail through the air, followed a moment later by the unzip of pants and the use of the urinal that was right next to his stall. Tahlyn could see a brown otter tail casually sway back and forth, the person humming to himself as he used the facilities.

Oh shit oh shit oh shit, Tahlyn thought, his mind panicking. Just act normal, nothing it wrong, everything is fine. The tiger took a deep breath, and reached for the stall door

The otter on the other side sniffed as he finished up, walking over to the sinks on the other side of the washroom and started washing his webbed paws. But then he stopped, and sniffed again, as Tahlyn quietly escaped from the bathroom stall. If he could do one thing thanks to his genes, it was sneaking.

"What's that smell?" the otter asked, then spun around on his heel, following his noise and coming face to face with the tiger that was just a couple inches taller than the otter in the business suit.

"Umm, hi?" Tahlyn said, waving nervously. The otter was cute (then again, it was nearly impossible to find an otter that wasn't cute), and, well someone that Tahlyn found really sexy. He could feel his groin heat up, his member awaken and start to fill with blood.

The otter sniffed again, and blinked, and took a deep inhale of the perfume and pheromones all around him. "I... wow. I..." the otter stuttered, locking eyes with Tahlyn: fear and panic in the tiger's umber eyes behind prescription lenses; longing quickly descending into unbridled lust of the green eyed otter. The otter licked his lips and grinned, before he just grabbed Tahlyn and pushed him back into the bathroom stall whence he came.

"Whoa, wait, what the hell?" Tahlyn cried out as the otter crammed both of them into the confined dark green metal walls, using a foot to close the door behind them and the tail to slide the bolt to the side, all in an instant. The otter wasted no time, hurriedly fumbling with Tahlyn's belt and zipper, sliding down his pants with webbed paws to show off the tiger's underwear, tenting out from the half-hard tiger cock. The otter was nearly salivating at the sight, and reached in and fished out Tahlyn's manhood, the rough paw pads making Tahlyn shudder and moan with the touch on his sensitive flesh.

The pole sprang to full mast, and the otter began to lick it slowly, from base to tip, before flicking his tongue over the mushroom shaped tip. Tahlyn groaned, bracing himself against the walls of the stall, before the otter took the whole head into his mouth, making Tahlyn gasp. The tiger couldn't remember the last time he got a blowjob, and this businessman otter was a pro, his mouth and tongue working together so effortlessly to get the tiger riled up.

"Damn, that's good," Tahlyn moaned, his hands running through the otter's short brown fur, grabbing hold around the otter's ears and shoving his cock into the otter's mouth in time with the otter's bobs, driving his cock as deep as he could. It was so warm, so tight, so blissful...

Tahlyn let out a roar as he slammed the otter's face into his crotch and orgasmed, hot shots of tiger seed pouring down the otter's throat, as the tiger grunted, shuddering and trusting his hips into the otter's mouth so he could get it all out.

The otter struggled to breath as the tiger's load flooded his body. It didn't help that his jaw was aching, the hands were pushing down harder, and the tiger dong in his mouth was getting bigger...

Wait, bigger?

The otter opened his eyes, letting out a gurgled gasp as he could see the tiger's cock was expanding thicker in front of his eyes, and he could feel the length inch longer and longer in his throat.

The otter finally managed to pull himself away, slipping out of the tiger's grasp and crashing into the stall door behind him, inhaling for air as the final strands of Tahlyn's bounty sprayed over the business man's suit and face. The dazed otter could see stars in his eyes, but he wasn't sure if it was from the lack of oxygen or the impact on his head. When he finally managed to get his senses together and looked up, the otter gasped at the sight.

Tahlyn had gained at least five, if not six feet in height, the orange and black stripped fur now clearly visible over the top of the stall. His arms and shoulders had also grew larger, ripping the jacket and shirt he had been wearing in several places, exposing the cream fur on his belly in several places. Tahlyn's legs had also stretched the jeans he had been wearing, forcing rips and tears into the durable denim. His glasses were precariously perched on his nose, the arm only able to hook around his left ear, leaving them askew on his face.

"Wow," Tahlyn said, blinking. "That was amazing."

The otter couldn't formulate a reply, his eyes drawn to the cock that was no longer in proportion to the rest of the tiger's body. Where Tahlyn had nearly doubled in size, his cock had quadrupled, a might pillar of flesh still hard and jutting out, pre and cum slathered over the tip, oozing from the slit at the peak.

Tahlyn, with a goofy smile, looked at the otter, but the smile disappeared when he realized that the otter seemed smaller, and he could feel a bit light headed. He reached out to brace himself on the stalls of he bathroom stall, but his newfound strength simply bent the green painted steel.

"Whoa, what?" Tahlyn said, looking at his hands. "Am I... bigger?"

"Well... um, yes?" the otter said, still trying to comprehend what happened, while trying to figure out a way to sneak out and get out of here. But he still had a hardon. And this tiger was even hotter now. The otter shook his head. No, now was the time to get out of here.

Tahlyn looked down over the tatters of clothes over his body, instinctively reaching down to cover his exposed crotch. "I... that hasn't happened before," he whispered, his face turning red in embarrassment.

Tahlyn stood up, hoping that maybe he could get himself out of this predicament without causing too much damage. But the stall was so small, and the tiger so big, and the otter was simply in the way, unable or unwilling to move in time. Tahlyn tried to stand up, his head nearly brushing the ceiling. But the movement made his head spin, and he fell, his side crashing into the bathroom divider, making the steel finally give and dropped the tiger onto the tiled floor of the bathroom.

A smashing and tinkling of glass, followed by a very strong, very overpowering smell, quickly filled the bathroom. Tahlyn's ears picked it up the sound, his nose the smell, and he reached down to find that the bottle of the formula was now gone, smashed to a million pieces, and the perfume had coated the entire side of his body.

"Oh god," Tahlyn said, blinking. What the hell is going to happen now?

The otter, which had managed to stand up and slipped past the fallen tiger froze in his steps before he left the room. The pheromones and scents blasted all his senses, making the otter shudder. It should have repulsed him. The scent was taking all the musk and fragrance of sex and masculinity, with a slight fruity undertone that couldn't hope to mask the scent. It should have been overwhelming, gagging, sickening when you smelled it at once. Gyms and locker rooms couldn't even begin to replicate that scent.

But the primal instincts of the otter could only sense a male, a bigger alpha male, and one that wanted, no needed to be taken care of.

The otter spun on his foot and nearly threw himself at the orange and black striped feline, groping the cock and licking and slobbering over it, reaching and massaging as much of Tahyln's pole as he could.

Tahyln gasped and moaned as the otter buried his face into the sensitive flesh, making the already hard cock gush pre like a faucet.

"N-no," the tiger whimpered between mewls of pleasure and groans of ecstasy. "P-Please stoAAHHHHHH!"

Once again Tahyln came, splattering the walls of the destroyed bathroom in his seed, thick gooey cream that seemed to only add more fuel to the perfume induced fire for the otter, and the otter finally came himself, the front of his pants ruined by the sticky mess he made.

This time the growth spurt pushed Tahyln's feet through the rest of the stalls and porcelain, breaking every fixture and causing rows of geysers to erupt from the pipes. His head went straight through the wall that gave a bit of privacy to those in the bathroom, and then through the wall into the mall's indoor courtyard.

Some teenage girl screamed in terror as a giant tiger's head suddenly smashed through the wall, his glasses now lost under the rubble. Tahlyn, still swimming in the afterglow, looked over to see all the people staring at him in shock.

"Uhh, hi?" the dopey, shy tiger said.

Everyone around him began to scream in terror, and could hear people running away, screaming and crying "Giant! Monster! Run!"

Had he noticed, he would have seen that it was only the women that were fleeing. The scent that attracted the otter now flooded the mall, making men everywhere stop in the middle of what they were doing and come to find the source of the manly smell, the man they needed to serve and pleasure. They may have been more lively than zombies in a horror film, but their minds had been twisted to do one thing, and one thing only.

A half-dozen people climbed over prone and disoriented Tahlyn, joining the first man. The otter that had started this mess had also grown from his orgasm, but it was a fraction of growth experienced by the tiger. It was enough to rip his black jacket and pants, and forced his own cock larger. But he didn't care about his own manhood, only about the magnificent shaft that lay under him.

This time the otter was joined by others: a wolf on break from a construction site rubbing himself at the base of Tahlyn's member, a ferret just out of a meeting slathering himself in the constantly oozing pre, a Goth punk donkey groping and licking the balls, each of which would be the size of the bear that was working on one of the massive nipples.

Tahlyn roared out loud as he came again, shattering the glass windows and dome above the courtyard, his body expanding in every direction. Walls collapsed, displays crumbled, products crushed under rubble and fur. It was like a bomb had gone off, and in many ways, one had.

Now that the tiger had smashed through the washroom and was mostly free of it's confines, he weakly hobbled out, two-dozen males of all shapes and sizes clinging or following behind, with even more coming by the minute by the siren song - rather smell - of Tahlyn.

The tiger was constantly on the edge of bliss and pleasure, helped along by the many males worshiping his body. He had no idea what was happening anymore, why he was still cumming even after he should have been more than drained after three orgasms in a row. But his balls tingled, his shaft was on fire, the tickling gropes of tiny men doing their best to ensure that the tiger would never stop cumming, and never stop growing.

Tahlyn rolled over and managed to sit up just in time for his cock to shudder and another orgasm racked his body, the shot smashing into the shops on the second story. This time the tiger's head surged up and reached the metal frames where the dome used to be, his foot paws pushing aside and destroying the massive shipping warehouse that supplied all the stores in the mall, then through the garage doors and out into the parking lot. Tahlyn's member surged even larger, a battering ram through two floors of cement and steel, the head pushing up against the roof of the building. The cannon attached to his groin was nearly ready to fire again, helped by all the tiny worshipers, some of whom like the otter had already came and grew enough to keep helping and pleasuring their master.

Tahlyn barely had time to catch his breath before his organ splurged again, this time the pressure ripping a huge hole through the roof, a massive fount of white seed arching high in the air before landing blocks away, causing a miniature flood of semen. More and more pearly cum was added to the first puddle, growing larger like the tiger it came from. By now the center of the mall no longer existed: only a massive tiger was there in the rubble, with an equally massive if seemingly impossible member jutting from the base of his cock and standing upright like the skyscrapers that towered over the city.

Now hundreds of men were streaming through the streets, lured by the irresistible smell that flooded their senses, climbing up on the mountain of orange and black fur to get to the giant tiger, to help him, to serve him, to make him even bigger. Some went up and climbed onto his feet, licking and rubbing the sensitive black pads, making Tahlyn wiggle and shudder at the small tickles on his feet, wiping out more and more of the mall he sat in.

Another orgasm came and went, Tahlyn's back now pushing up against a building across the street that creaked and groaned before it collapsed before the rush of tiger fur and body. Another orgasm, another growth spurt, obliterating even more buildings, luring even more people to aid Tahlyn. Yet another orgasm, and another growth spurt, leaving all of downtown below the tiger now.

By now Tahlyn was just struggling to stay upright at the nearly constant cumming and growth spurts. His mind was awash of bliss and lust, every single shot of lake forming tiger seed just doubling every feeling he had.

Somewhere deep inside his mind, the little part that still held some semblance of sanity, reminded Tahlyn that he should go back to work and tell his boss the results.

Another orgasm came and soon the vast majority of the city was now under a massive, naked, hyperphallic, constantly cumming, constantly growing tiger.

But by now he should easily be able to see the results...

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Two figures stood with gas masks on a hill looking up at the huge orange, black and tan mountain that rose in the distance, and the pink peak that towered over that. A white waterfall cascaded down, flooding cities, states, entire countries as Tahlyn continued in his never ending growth. It was a sight that humbled, intimidated and aroused all at once.

The taller one of the two people, with a clipboard and wearing a white lab coat, flicked his long equine ears as he scribbled something down. The other, a red panda in another lab coat, his long, poofy tail swaying back and forth, watched the scene above with his arms crossed.

"So, what do you think Kwandry?" the horse asked. Before the red panda could answer, the tiger roared as yet another orgasm wracked his body. Tahlyn grew closer to the two observing figures, and a wave of cum, displaced by growing thighs and legs, sloshed its way closer to where they were standing.

"Eh, could be bigger Cim," Kwandry said with a shrug, scratching at the spot where the rubber and red fur met, protecting him from becoming another of the multitudes of tiger worshipers. "Not that I can complain with the results so far."

Cimmaron glanced down to see that Kwandry had a tent in his pants, much like the horse did. Sure they appreciated the show that Tahlyn was giving them. Another groan and cry escaped the gargantuan tiger's lips as yet another ocean of cum spewed from the top of the tiger's cock, now piercing the very heavens. If you looked closely enough, you might see some of the men scrambling around to continue to please Tahlyn, but only those that had came as many times as their lord and master, and even then they were ants in the sea of orange, black and tan fur.

Cimmaron clicked the pen and placed it in a pocket, sliding the clipboard under his arm. "Well, I should say the results are a success," the horse beamed, though you couldn't tell under the gas mask. "In fact, I think we can move on to the next stage of the plan."

"Next stage?" Kwandry started, before an earth shattering roar and Tahlyn came again. This time the fluids were shot high into the atmosphere, high enough to momentarily freeze before falling, this time creating a white rain over the entire continent. Cimmaron pulled out his Chronodevice, tapped the button on top and opened a small portal. He reached in and pulled out an umbrella, popping it open a moment before the downpour started.

"Show off," Kwandry said, rolling his eyes. "Do you have a boat in there too?" The ocean of Tahlyn's essence had now finally washed up to Kwandry's paws and Cim's hooves. They took a couple steps back, but the tide outraced them, washing over their ankles.

"Nah, I think our work here is done," Cimmaron said, opening up a larger glowing portal, this time big enough for a person to walk through. "And you said you had a meerkat character as well? I wonder if we should give him a visit as well." As if an exclamation point on a statement, Tahlyn roared again, the heavens themselves trembling at the might and fury of the growing tiger's unending ride.