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Dan had an enjoyable night. After watching his hugely muscled son fuck his fiancé and pump her fertile womb full of semen...and after almost instinctively gulping down excess cum as it seeped from his fiancé's pussy...and after getting a bellyful of fresh spooge, the three rhinos had eventually returned to their rooms. Climbing into bed with his fiancé and resting his hand on her bloated belly, Dan had felt content. It made him happy knowing that a bigger, stronger male had given her what she needed.

The following morning Mary brought him a cup of coffee. Kissing him as he lay in bed, she told him that her heat was gone. They both knew that meant Mary was pregnant, a fact which only added to his happiness, and his arousal. He kissed her again and pressed his hand against her belly. He couldn't help but smile when he thought of his son's child growing inside of her.

"That's wonderful, Mary," he said. And he meant it. "How do you feel?"

"I'm excited," Mary replied, beaming, "I really am. I wasn't expecting any of this, and I know we weren't planning on starting a family anytime soon, but this feels right. What about you? Are you really okay with all of this?"

"I think I am," Dan said, climbing out of bed. "Last night was the most exciting thing I've ever experienced. Watching you and Sam fuck was incredible...and then servicing him...well, it's like you said, I guess; it just felt right."

"Then I guess we'll have to do it again sometime," Mary said, laughing.

"The sooner the better."

Kissing his fiancé again, the two of them began to prepare for the final leg of their trip home. It would only be another four or five hours in the car. Not too bad, really.

About thirty minutes before they were planning to check out, Dan sent Sam a text message to make sure he and Greg were getting ready.

"Thanks, little guy."

His ears burned and his cock throbbed when he read his son's response. "Thanks, little guy." That's what he was now? Little guy? He showed Mary.

"Aw, that's exactly what you are, Dan. Sam's little guy."

"Really?"

"Well, yeah. I mean, Sam is at least a head taller than you and he has a good 200 to 250 pounds of muscle on you. And that cock. Fuck, that thing is huge. What is it? 13 inches? 14 inches? Much bigger than yours, anyway. And it felt so fucking good," she added, sliding a hand into Dan's boxers. "So much better than this ever has," Mary said, kissing him as she squeezed his dick. "And I know you haven't forgotten how you came as he fucked your throat." She could feel his cheek burning and his penis pulsing.

"Now I'm going to take a shower," she said. "Would you mind finishing up the packing...little guy?"

"...Okay," Dan said, precum dripping onto the carpet.

Dan packed for another 10 minutes or so, the sound of Mary's shower running in the background, before he heard someone knocking. Dan trotted over and opened the door, only to be greeted by the sight of his behemoth of a son. Naked and drenched in sweat, with a heady mixture of cum and pussy juice dripping from his erect cock, Sam stood before him. His son's hands clasped behind his head and hirsute pits exposed, Dan reeled as the stench of sweat and musk poured into the room. His son's cock throbbed and a jet of precum splattered across the smaller rhino's chest.

"...What? ...Or, uh, why are you so...?"

"Why am I so sweaty so early in the morning?" Sam asked, leaning down and taking his dad's chin in his hand. "Greg was giving me a blowjob when a couple of lovely cleaning ladies walked in. So, you know, one thing led to another and now both of them are full of my cum."

"Oh," Dan said, just before Sam kissed him. The skinny rhino ran his hands up his son's abs and across his hairy pecs as Sam's tongue filled his mouth. Wrapping his arms around the back of his son's thick neck, he felt one of Sam's hands slip into his pants. He whimpered as his son traced circles around his asshole, one broad fingertip pressing against it.

"I think we'll need to fill you with cock soon," the bigger rhino said, smiling at the way his dad shuddered in his grasp. "But first..."

Sam lifted his right arm and shoved his dad's face into his stinking armpit. Dan murred as he inhaled deeply. He sucked the sweat from his son's thick orange pit hair as his hands traveled across the 16-year-old rhino's muscles.

"That's right. We can't waste good pit sweat, can we?"

"No, sir," Dan murred.

"That's a good boy," Sam replied. "Time for the next one."

The older rhino gave his son's right armpit one last lick before burying his face under the teenager's left arm. Filling his lungs with rank pit stink, his cock throbbed against his son's much larger shaft. Pressed between the two of them, the younger rhino's dick was leaking copious amounts of thick precum. Once he had licked Sam's left pit clean, the teenage rhino drew him back and kissed him again.

"I guess Mary's in the shower?"

"Yes," Dan answered, staring at his son's drooling shaft.

"Good," Sam said, collecting a dollop of precum on his finger and pressing it against his dad's lips. Dan dutifully licked it off and swallowed.

Brushing past his dad, Sam opened the door to the bathroom. "Don't worry, you'll get a turn soon," he said, stroking his cock as he closed the door.

Dan was shaking. He pressed his head against the bathroom door, his dick dripping as he listened to Sam fuck his fiancé. The sound of his hips slapping against her ass, his grunts and her orgasmic gasps and moans. All of it was audible. Dan only lasted a couple of minutes before his load splattered against the door.

The older rhino collapsed on the bed, staring at the ceiling while the sound and smell of sex permeated the room. The rutting seemed to go on forever, and before it was over Mary experienced at least another three orgasms. He knew because Sam told her to say it, to tell Dan when his own son was making his fiancé cum. When he finally heard Sam roar, Dan's penis began to swell. He pictured his son's massive balls pumping their rich contents deep into his fiancé, spooge overflowing and running down their thighs.

The shower stopped, and a couple of minutes later Sam stepped out of the bathroom with Mary in his arms.

"Poor Mary's going to need a little bit of time to recover, I think," the teenage rhino said. "Couldn't even stand after her last orgasm."

"Really? Well, that's certainly..." Dan started.

"It was amazing," Mary finished for him, breathing deeply as Sam set her down on the bed. "Dan, you know I love you, right?"

"Yes, Mary. Of course I do." Dan replied, taking her hand.

"Then do you mind if Sam takes over from now on?"

"Um...I'm sorry, but what do you mean?" the older rhino asked, clearly a bit disturbed.

"It's just that sex with Sam is incredible, and, well, with you...it's not," Mary continued, casually rubbing her folds as semen leaked out, soaking the bed beneath her.

"I'm still not sure I follow..."

"She means you're not enough of a male for her, dad. She means that from now on, she's only interested in playing with my cock," Sam said, smacking his wet dick against Dan's cheek, cum and pussy juice splattering across his face.

"Oh..." Dan said, blushing again, his cock harder than ever.

"But don't worry. You can still eat her out and rim her, especially before and after I fuck her. And you can still worship and service me," the musclebound rhino continued, stuffing his penis into his dad's mouth. "But first..."

Sam sighed as he let go, his hot piss filling Dan's mouth. It was a shock at first. The heat and the acrid taste almost made Dan choke, but he swallowed, and he kept swallowing as he felt his son's piss fill his stomach. Dan whimpered when the last of it went down his throat. Sucking almost desperately on his son's cock, he shuddered as he came.

"God damn, dad, you really were born to be my bitch," Sam laughed.

Leaning down, Sam kissed Mary passionately, fingering her as he did so. Taking his fingers out, he stuffed them into Dan's mouth before giving him a quick kiss as well. "I'm going to head back to my room and finish getting ready. Greg and I will meet you down in the lobby, if that sounds good to both of you."

"Sure, Sam,"

"Of course."

"Great," Sam said, turning to leave. "Love you," the musclebound rhinoceros said as he opened the door and stepped out into the hall, still completely nude.

The first couple of hours of the last leg of their trip home were uneventful. Sam and Greg sat in the backseat, Dan and Mary in the front, with Dan driving. Greg was wearing a t-shirt and shorts, and Sam was wearing his now typical string tank top and sweat shorts. Both articles of clothing were pointless. The former did nothing to hide the teen's full pecs and fat grey nipples, and the shorts clung tightly to his heavy package and big muscle butt. Not to mention the fact that they didn't even go halfway down his tree trunk thighs, themselves covered in thick orange hair.

Sam had fallen asleep by the third hour, however, and, as the minutes ticked by, the stench of his musk began to fill the car once again. Greg looked up from his game, watching hungrily as the bulge in his brother's shorts pulsed and grew. A thick column of cock travelled down the right leg of the bigger rhino's shorts, and before long Sam's fat, dripping cockhead emerged, already drooling onto his thigh as it throbbed. Greg licked his lips and leaned over. Pushing his brother's shorts back, the older rhino wrapped his fingers around his brother's penis. He gave the hot length a few strokes and then took it into his mouth. Utterly without shame, Greg moaned as he bobbed and sucked on his brother's cock, drool and precum soaking Sam's shorts. Mary watched with obvious interest, while Dan tried to concentrate on the road ahead of them. The bulge in his pants hinted at how difficult that was for him.

Suddenly Sam stirred. A heavy hand landed on the back of Greg's head, and with a single grunt the herculean rhino forced his brother all the way down on his dick. His eyes still closed, Sam grimaced as he came, his shaft pumping spooge directly down his brother's throat while the smaller rhino gagged and squirmed in his grasp. Once he was done, Sam released his grip and Greg pulled off, his brother's wet, veiny length sliding out of his throat.

"Thanks, little bro," Sam said, kissing his brother after Greg caught his breath. "But I'm still horny."

Without a word, Greg frantically opened his pants and dragged them off. Sam laughed and slid his own shorts off as well, his thick cock smacking against his shirt. Climbing into his massive brother's lap, Greg opened a packet of lube and poured its contents over Sam's dick. After awkwardly turning around in the cramped confines of the back seat, Greg positioned himself over his big brother's penis and pressed his asshole against the tip. Sam gripped his brother's hips and pulled the older rhino down into his lap. Greg gasped and moaned, burying his face in Sam's hairy chest as his brother fucked his ass. Thirteen inches of fat dick slammed into him over and over again, and after a good five to ten minutes of fucking, all the little rhino could do was drool.

"Such a tight little ass," Sam growled, his hips slapping against Greg's ass as he plowed his brother's butt. "Gonna' make me cum, bro! Oh, fuck! OH FUCK!"

Sam roared as he came, muscles flexing and veins popping. Greg's own orgasm arrived a moment later, his load soaking his brother's tank top. The scrawny rhino whined, gripping Sam's sweaty back while his brother's dick pulsed inside of him, filling him with semen. Once they were done, Sam's head fell back against the seat and Greg collapsed on top of his brother. Both of them were breathing heavily.

Dan and Mary were out of breathe, too. Both were recovering from their own orgasms. Mary's was a product of masturbation, while Dan, to his amazement, had cum hands free, staining his pants in the process.

Sam lifted his brother off of his dick, at least a pint of cum pouring from his gaping hole. Setting Greg down, the muscular rhino kissed his brother until the car slowed to a stop. The teenage rhino broke the kiss, stood up, and thrust his half-hard, dripping dick between Dan and Mary.

"Lick me clean."

Almost reverently, the two began to lick and suck on Sam's cock, swallowing whatever lube and cum they could find.

"Yeah, that's it. Can you taste that, dad? That's the taste of my musk and cum, and your oldest son's ass."

"I love it," Dan whispered, running his tongue from the base of Sam's dick to the tip.

"What was that?"

"I fucking love it!"

"I know you do," Sam laughed. Ripping off his wet tank top, the big rhino then ordered Dan to lick Greg's cum from his abs.

Once his cock, balls, and belly were clean and traffic started moving again, Sam sat back down with a very satisfied sigh. The rest of the trip was unremarkable and uninteresting, aside from the two teenagers in the back seat, of course. One being a naked mountain of virile muscle and the other leaking semen from his ass.

It was when they finally arrived home that things started to get interesting again. There was about a week to go until the start of school, and Sam decided he needed to catch up with his best friend Caleb...and maybe Caleb's girlfriend, too.

Michael

Michael took Stanley's place behind Bruce. Without saying a word, the massive rhino sank balls deep into the moaning, shaking bull. As he began to thrust into the bull's butt, Michael watched Stanley force Nazrin to his knees. The fit feline worshipped the young bull's godlike physique as he went down, tracing Stanley's muscles with his tongue. Michael couldn't see most of the panther directly, obscured as he was by Stanley's bulk, but he could hear Nazrin start sucking the bull's cock. And he could hear the bull's lewd words of encouragement.

"That's it," Stanley groaned, "fuck yeahhh. You like sucking my cock?"

"I do," Nazrin murred, drool and precum running down his chin and dripping from Stanley's balls.

The panther sucked and stroked the massive sixteen inch shaft, licking it from base to tip, teasing the bull's heavy wet sack, and toying with the bovine's foreskin. When he took it back into his mouth, he went down as far as he could before he felt a heavy hand against the back of his head.

"Fuuuck," Stanley moaned as he forced the gagging panther down on his dick, inch after inch of cock filling Nazrin's throat. The bull held the feline down, burying Nazrin's nose in his pungent pubes and chuckling as the much smaller male wretched and shook in his grasp. When he was satisfied, he pulled out and let the panther breathe for a few seconds, before shoving his cock right back in. For the next five minutes, Stanley repeated this motion, filling the panther's gullet, holding himself inside, and then slowly pulling out to let the young feline catch his breathe.

Nazrin's penis was leaking all over the floor while his throat was repeatedly stuffed full of bovine schlong. Once he felt the bull's hands leave his head, he looked up in uncertainty, his cheeks still bulging around Stanley's penis.

"Go on," the bull said, "worship my dick. I want to see you throat it all by yourself."

Nazrin got to work. Gripping the bovine's thickly muscled ass, the panther practically pulled himself down Stanley's shaft. Forcing himself down, the panther's cock drooled as more and more dick slid into his esophagus. It took a couple of tries before he could get all the way down, but he managed it, once again burying his nose in Stanley's pubes.

"Good boy," Stanley said, a jet of precum spurting from the panther's dick. His lungs were full of bull musk and the thought of pleasing his bovine muscle god was all that mattered to him.

Stanley folded his hands behind his head. Leaning back and closing his eyes, the younger bull relaxed to the wet, sloppy sounds of the panther throating his dick. The sound of his dad getting fucked a few feet behind him only turned him on more.

After several more minutes of fervent, almost desperate cock worship, the bull took hold of Nazrin's head. Without opening his eyes, he thrust hard down the panther's throat. Never taking more than eight inches out, Stanley grunted obscenities and drooled onto the panther's head as he fucked the smaller male's face. Stanley ejaculated with a deep bellow, and Nazrin's belly began to swell as the bull's balls emptied themselves. Knowing that a fat cock was pumping spooge directly into his stomach, Nazrin went over the edge. Gurgling around Stanley's schlong as he came, the panther's cum coated the dressing room floor.

Stanley pulled out. He dragged his penis across the panther's face and sank to the floor. Wrapping Nazrin in his massive arms, he looked into the panther's eyes, told him what a good boy he was, and kissed him. Nazrin melted in the bull's embrace. Pressing himself into the larger male's pecs, he accepted the bovine's thick tongue into his mouth. The two kissed, Nazrin purring loudly, until they heard a roar. Glancing back, they watched Bruce's eyes roll back and moan as Michael filled his ass with spooge. Cum soaked the couch when the older bull came a moment later. Stanley's dad could only drool as semen splattered across the cushions, adding to the already rich mosaic of dried bodily fluids.

"Fuck yeah," Michael said, spanking the bull's ass.

Cum poured from Bruce's gaping asshole when the rhino pulled out. It ran down his thighs and soaked into the side of the couch.

"Always a pretty sight," the rhino said, scratching his hairy abs as sweat ran down his muscles.

Michael walked over to the two younger males, and, without a word, stuffed his dick into Stanley's mouth. The bull sucked and licked his boss' cock, swallowing every bit of cum he could find.

"Like the taste?" the rhino asked.

"Mhmm," Stanley moaned.

Michael let the bull lick his cock and balls until they were clean. Once he was satisfied, he pulled out of the bull's mouth and watched the panther immediately, almost desperately kiss Stanley. Michael could tell the two were very much into one another. Stepping back over to the couch, the big rhino sighed as he took a seat next to Bruce.

"Looks like your son has a new friend," he said.

"I think you're right," Bruce replied, still breathing heavily as he recovered from the rough fucking he had just received.

Michael kissed the bull, growling as he felt the bovine run his hands over his body.

"You're bigger."

"Thanks for noticing," Michael said, smiling. "I cockvored some cute little fox while I was away. Swallowed his friend, too. Some otter. That one squirmed for a while," he said, chuckling as he patted his belly.

"Fucking hot," Bruce said as he began to lick and kiss the rhino's muscles.

Michael let Bruce worship him, flexing his muscles as the bull explored his bulk. But before too long Michael decided to move things along. There was still work to be done before the scheduled show. Lifting himself off of the couch, the rhino felt a twinge of excitement when Bruce joined his son, both bulls now kissing Nazrin as the much smaller panther explored their enormous bodies. But after a couple of minutes he forced himself to turn away, now sporting a half-erect cock as he left the bulls with their new panther plaything.

For the next couple of hours, Michael checked in with his staff. The theatre would open soon and everything needed to be in order. He reviewed his records and called the young orc booked to perform that night. An 18-year-old named Barkan, and Michael confirmed that he was ready and on his way. The orc was only 5'6" and 110 lbs. He really was the perfect candidate for the Blackwell Theatre's monthly muscle growth show.

Once everything was set, he went back to the dressing room to retrieve Nazrin. He still wanted to give the panther a tour of the theatre before patrons started to arrive. As he approached the door, the sounds of sex were obvious. As arousing as the noises were, grunting and gasping, the sound of hips slapping against ass, he couldn't help but roll his eyes even as his cock swelled.

"Having fun?" Michael asked, opening the door.

"I think they are," Bruce answered. The older bull was stroking his dick as he watched his son fuck Nazrin.

The panther was barely visible beneath the bull, his hands gripping the muscled bovine's thick lats while his legs were wrapped around Stanley's waist, toes curling as sixteen inches of cock filled his ass. The feline yowled and moaned and gasped obscenities as he was plowed. He was muffled only by the bull's tongue when they kissed, or whenever he buried his face in the bull's sweat-soaked pecs.

"How long have they been going at it?"

"I'd say about thirty minutes," Bruce answered, still staring intently at his son's rippling back and ass. Muscles flexed with every hard thrust.

"Alright, well, we've only got another thirty minutes before the first patrons arrive and I still need to give Nazrin a tour. You ready for the show tonight?" Michael asked, now stroking his fully erect cock.

"That I am," Bruce replied. Turning around, he spread his thick cheeks and raised his tail, showing off the dildo that filled his ass.

"Good, now toss me some lube."

Michael spread the liquid over his veiny cock and stepped up behind Stanley. Pressing his bulk against the young bull's back, the rhino forced him balls deep into Nazrin.

"Ohhh fuuuuckk..." the bovine moaned, drooling into Nazrin's open mouth as inch after inch of rhino dick slid into his ass.

The rhino grunted in satisfaction. He pulled out slightly and held himself back, leaving only about seven inches of his penis inside of the bull and giving him enough room to keep thrusting.

"Don't stop," Michael growled into the bull's ear.

Stanley groaned as he pulled back, filling his own ass with rhino cock before thrusting back into the whimpering panther's butt.

"Fuck him hard," the rhino ordered.

The young bovine quickly resumed his former pace, slamming his dick into Nazrin's ass as Michael's fifteen-incher filled his own. He couldn't last very long like this, and after only a few minutes he felt himself getting close. His thrusts grew erratic, and when he suddenly saw Nazrin cumming, the panther's tailhole squeezing his cock as Nazrin's dick painted his abs with cum, the bull couldn't hold out. Kissing the panther, Stanley shuddered as he came, his massive dick pulsing visibly in Nazrin's gut as he filled the feline with spooge.

Michael pulled out once the bull's orgasm was done, his own penis still hard and dripping. Giving the two younger males a minute or two to catch their breath, the rhino couldn't help but grin when Stanley slid out of the panther's ass. Over a pint of bovine semen poured from the feline's gaping hole. It was both Nazrin's and the poor couch's second load of bull cum for the evening.

"Ready for the tour, Nazrin?" the pachyderm asked.

"Um, just a sec, please," the feline answered, wrapping his arms around the bull's much thicker arm as he nuzzled against Stanley's shoulder.

Nazrin wobbled a bit when he tried to stand, but he managed to make it to his feet. Walking behind the still very naked rhino, Michael led the equally naked panther out of the dressing room, bull cum running very conspicuously down his legs. First Michael guided Nazrin down the hall, past the supply closet and a couple of other offices, all the way back to his office. There he introduced the panther to his assistant, a young pony named Tim who, despite having seen it many times before, could hardly take his eyes off the rhino's erect schlong.

Leaving the backstage area, they entered the theatre itself. A couple of furs, employees of the firm responsible for that night's entertainment, were performing some last minute checks on stage, just to make sure everything was ready. They hardly batted an eye when the nude stud of a rhino walked by. It was very much in line with what they did, after all. Finally, the two went up to the first floor and into the bar, where Michael introduced Nazrin to his bunny bar tender. Taking a couple of seats at the bar, they spent the last fifteen minutes or so before the theatre opened chatting about how Nazrin was adjusting, what he thought of the theatre, and what he might want to do as an employee.

Their conversation continued once the theatre was open, albeit with an increasing number of furs glancing or, really, staring at the two naked males chatting at the bar. One bold, college jock-esque kangaroo even fell to his knees and took Michael's dick into his mouth. Michael hardly seemed to notice, however, and even continued speaking to Nazrin when, about five minutes later, he bent the roo over the barstool, ripped his pants open, and filled his ass with cock. The rhino's thrusts were slow and steady, as was his conversation, although he had to speak a bit louder if he wanted to be heard over the very vocal kangaroo.

"Ohhh Goddd! It's fucking huuuuge!" The roo cried, his nails digging into the bar as Michael went balls deep. "Such a big cock!"

"I know," Michael said, clamping the roo's muzzle shut.

Their conversation was uninterrupted after that, the roo's whines and whimpers muffled by the rhino's grip. About 40 minutes after the theatre opened, and about 20 minutes after he started fucking the kangaroo, Michael felt himself getting close. Excusing himself from the conversation, the rhino pulled out until only the head of his cock remained inside before hilting himself in one hard thrust. Repeatedly slamming his cock into the roo's ass, sweat ran down the pachyderm's heaving muscles and, with a thunderous roar, he came. The crowd that had gathered could see the rhino's balls pulse against his groin as they filled the roo with semen. The marsupial's own load splattered across the front of the bar and the floor beneath them.

Michael spanked the kangaroo's butt as he pulled out.

The kangaroo could barely mutter a thanks as Michael led Nazrin away. The panther followed. Looking back for a moment, the feline was somehow still surprised when he saw a panda felching Michael's cum from the roo's ass.

The rhino led Nazrin downstairs and back into the theatre itself. While the bar above was already crowded, the theatre was still empty.

"Here, Nazrin," Michael said, gesturing to a seat in the front row. "If everything is in order, the doors to the theatre will open to regular patrons in about 10 minutes. The show should start in about 20. I have a couple of things to check, but I should be back before the show begins."

The panther nodded and took his seat. Nazrin felt pretty spent, and yet he couldn't help but experience a twinge of arousal as he watched the rhino walk away, the pachyderm's perfectly formed back and butt flexing with every step. As he waited, a couple of furs, whom Nazrin could only assume were working with the theatre, entered carrying some sort of device. They set it down in the space between the front row and the stage and affixed it to the floor. It looked very simple, with four legs and a padded top connecting them. It was almost like a long, narrow, and metallic table. A table that happened to be attached to the floor and that happened to have adjustable straps near the bottom of each leg. To Nazrin's eyes, it was definitely odd. He would have to ask Michael about it when he got back.

Backstage, Michael introduced himself to Barkan. He checked to make sure the scrawny little orc had arrived without difficulty, and that he felt ready for his part in the show. Barkan, who had already stripped naked, came across as timid. He answered the much larger male's questions, but never in detail, and Michael noted that he would never make eye contact for more than a moment. Instead, the orc tended to let his eyes wander around the backstage area, occasionally stealing glances at the pachyderm's powerful body and wet cock. Once he was sure the orc was ready, he gave the go ahead and watched as the incredibly skinny male was strapped in. He was strapped into an almost standing position, leaning slightly backwards, before a mask was placed over his head and a tube was affixed to the back of the mask. He asked Barkan to give him a thumbs up if he was still feeling okay, and when the orc did so, Michael confirmed that the show could begin before returning to his seat.

True to his word, the rhino returned about 15 minutes later. The theatre was nearly full to capacity by that point, but there was still one seat, also reserved for staff, available next to Nazrin. Michael filled it, his broad shoulders and thick arms taking up space in both of the seats beside him. The panther responded by leaning on the rhino's arm. The lithe squirrel seated to the rhino's left had a different approach, first exploring the pachyderm's vascular muscles with his hands, and then with his tongue.

The lights dimmed, and a few moments later the audience cheered as Bruce the bull made his way out onto the stage. Giving the crowd a few poses, veins and muscles bulging, the bovine hopped down and leaned over the device positioned between the front row and the stage. Bruce asked for volunteers, a couple of furs, an older, grey-haired bear and a young goat helped strap the bull in. Granted, both also took the opportunity to run their hands over the bovine, and both got a kiss before returning to their seats.

Once the bull was strapped in, Stanley emerged from backstage and walked over to Bruce. Spanking his dad's ass, the younger bull slowly pulled a massive dildo out of his dad's butt. Casually forcing the entire dildo down his throat, the bull savored the taste of Michael's cum and his father's ass. The older bull's ass now empty, Stanley walked to the edge of the stage, the curtain following him as it opened, and exited the theatre.

As the curtain parted, cheers and shouts of encouragement erupted once again. Up on stage, Barkan was strapped in and ready to go, his cock visibly stirring when he looked down and saw the muscular bull's ass gaping in front of him.

"So...what are we watching?" Nazrin asked.

"Tonight's a muscle growth show," Michael answered, "so we're going to watch Barkan the orc get pumped full of super soldier serum."

"And what is super soldier serum?"

"It's a liquid that causes rapid and significant muscle growth. The military developed it, but they abandoned the project, for what will be obvious reasons, I think. Anyway, the formula leaked and now we use it for our muscle growth shows. We put them on once a month, and they always feature one lucky volunteer. Tonight that volunteer is Barkan."

"I see," the panther said. "Should be interesting."

Michael smiled. "I agree," he said, kissing Nazrin.

Stanley re-entered the theatre. Now on stage, he approached a panel beside a tank full of a yellowish-green liquid.

"Is everyone ready?" the bull shouted.

The crowd cheered in response, and Barkan, muffled by the mask and unable to move his head, gave another thumbs up.

"Then here we go," Stanley said, flipping a switch on the panel...