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The Bear's Boots for Diego by Draconicon

"Ya seriously think these boots are gonna do any better than that other fucking pair?"

Olag shook his head at the new boots, flicking some of the metal pieces along the exterior with a shake of his head. It looked like all sorts of junk had been piled on to make the techno-crap all the more techno-crap-y, just the way that all scientists did. He shook his head and let them fall to the ground, half expecting the pieces to come apart.

They didn't, but he didn't let it stall him.

"Ya better be paying pretty good, wolf-boi. Ya know what happened to the last one? My feet just about exploded out of 'em with all the crap that you were oozing out. It wasn't pretty."

Then again, that wolf probably would have liked the show, if he were watching. He didn't know how far the cameras in this place could see, but he was fighting and playing with those boots pretty damn close, only a couple of blocks away. Hell, the wolf probably had seen his feet break through the boots back then, in that case.

"Are ya even listening, footwolf?!"

"Yes, yes, Olag, I'm listening."

"Then tell me what the fuck I'm getting paid for this test."

"A whole new set of boots isn't enough?"

"I had those before! I want something new to go with it, since ya fucked up the last pair and didn't make 'em able to grow."

"Well, these -"

"Shoulda made 'em like that the first time. And you're getting my feet on you again, so you better be coming up with a better reward than just me growing. Ya got five seconds."

"Olag -"

"Four!"

"Okay, okay! I'll give you, uh, a super good axe."

"Got the best already. Three!"

"I'll pay you ten thousand dollars."

"Make it twenty, and you got a deal."

"Please, Olag, you're bankrupting me here."

"Two!"

"Fine, fine! I'll do it, I'll do it. Heading to your account now."

"See? Was that so hard?"

"Harder than you putting on the fucking boots, apparently..."

"Heh, don't worry, footwolf."

He reached down to the boots, looking over them. The high quality leather body was well constructed, at least, and as he tugged on the material, it definitely had a better give to it than the last pair did. Good enough to hold against what happened last time, he had no idea, but he was going to find out.

"Don't worry. You're gonna get exactly what you want."

It was easy enough to slide his big feet into the boots, though that was a nice thing in and of itself. With feet as broad as his, as huge and rounded towards the middle as they were, the polar bear didn't get a lot of footwear that fit him. Most of the time, he just said 'fuck it' and went barefoot, unable to find something that even let him put it on, let alone stayed together.

So, the leather rubbing against the sides of his foot was a novel sensation, something that only got better when his foot touched the bottom of the shoe. He felt a few electronics hum to life, buzzing and tingling around his sole, and he could tell that something was coming to life. The bear smirked to himself as he felt something rising from the bottom of the shoe, pressing against his sole, and it was only confirmed by the wolf's shaky voice through the intercom.

"I, uh, forgot how good - I mean, how well the shoe fits you."

"Heh, right."

Grinding his foot down on the bulge, he felt the wolf's sheath slowly spill open against his foot, the warm rod pushing against his sole pretty damn quickly as he put on more and more pressure. The little grunts and groans got louder through the intercom, and the bear smirked.

"Just gotta put on the other one."

He deliberately stood on one foot, letting ALL of his weight come down on the wolf's cock. The whimpering and groaning got hotter and heavier through the intercom, particularly as Olag stood on his tiptoes, grinding the thick digits and the ball of his foot down on the wolf's cock head. The seriously heavy burst of pre against his foot told him that the wolf liked it well enough, though.

It didn't take long for him to slide into the other shoe, pulling the boot up until the top was pressed about halfway to his knee. It felt like both of his feet were in miniature saunas, and that they were both sweating like crazy.

Then again, the wolf probably made it like that, too.

"Footwolf, did you make these things with a sauna function or some shit?"

"..."

"Footwolf!"

"Alright, alright, yeah, but come on. It's a good feature. It keeps you warm in the winter."

"And sweaty and slimy as fuck during the summer."

"Mmmm, yes..."

The bear rolled his eyes, lifting and then stomping on one foot, just hard enough to get the wolf to groan at the sheer pressure. It made him feel a little bit better.

Still, he had to admit, despite the heat retention, the boots weren't bad. They fit him a bit more loosely than the last pair, and it didn't feel like he was wearing a pair of those toe-shoes that everyone and their fucking cousin was wearing these days. He took a few steps around, feeling the wolf's balls under the arch of one foot, and feeling the wolf's cock continually ooze and spurt under the other foot. He chuckled to himself, already feeling the effects.

The one good thing about serving as a walking footjob machine to the footwolf was that he got a big physical boost. Some crap about the wolf being part celestial or something, but it meant that when he was getting gooed on, he was also getting some massive power-ups. Celestial magic was flooding up through his leg, and he grinned as he felt muscles straining, pulling at his body, working to get stronger and stronger from that power.

It wasn't just raw strength, either. He felt like he could run a marathon without the slightest hint of losing his breath, and he swore that he could stay up for days, too. All without any ill effects.

He smirked.

"Hey, footwolf. Ya know how I said that we'll see if these hold me?"

"Olag, come on. I know I messed up with the last pair, but -"

"Heh, ya didn't get to see what I could do. Ya like big feet?"

"Well -"

"Sure ya do. Well, you'll love this."

Olag grinned as he slammed his fists together. He didn't usually use this ability of his, but if he was going to be wearing these damn boots all the time, he needed to know if they could really take the stress. He threw back his head and roared, feeling the rush of heat through his blood as he let out the beast.

Immediately, he started growing taller, and taller, his weight getting heavier as his frame started getting longer and longer. He felt the cock underfoot start to get crushed before the compensators in the boot take care of it, but how long would that last? How long would the wolf's special machinery keep him safe?

The bear grinned as he suddenly felt a THUD of growth shoot down his arm, watching as his hand exploded in size, growing 20%, 50%, 100% bigger than it was before in just a few seconds, fingers blubbering bigger before they were proportional with his hand again. The growth wriggled up his arm, stretching it and ballooning it at the same time.

"Mmmmph, fuck yeah...fuck yeah...more!"

He pushed the growth through his body as he continued to get heavier and heavier with muscle, not just from his own ability, but also from the fact that his body was being fed by that celestial goo. Usually, he only doubled in weight and strength, but now...now he was quadrupling in strength, and all that muscle mass could only push down.

PMMMF! PMMMF! His arms grew to full size, and it spread down his chest, muscle spiking outwards, his body punching wide as he got bigger and bigger. He loomed over ten feet high now, and he was still growing, the muscle on his frame making even a casual sweep of his arm knock over a steel table bolted to the ground.

And he was still growing, still putting all the more pressure on those fuzzy balls, that oozing cock. He couldn't even hear the footwolf anymore, save for as a few distant pantings on the intercom.

"Heh, what's the matter, foot-fucker? Can't take this? Can't take the power of a real bear on top of that dick?"

"Ah....aa-a-ahhhhh..."

"Heh, well...get ready for it...just a few things left..."

Even as his cock was growing, standing tall and proud, there was something else growing. His legs were blubbering, bouncing outwards with muscle and tissue, and they were almost at the boots. He would just bet that the footwolf was watching, whimpering as he knew what was coming, what was about to hit him. He braced himself; this was where the boots had ripped before.

The rim of the boots held, though they cut into his leg hard as they were expanded out to as big as they could get. His foot was next, growing, getting bigger, bigger, bigger inside of the shoes. The leather swelled, and he could feel the circuitry getting hot against the sides of his feet, trying to hold something that may or may not be in its capacity to be contained.

His toes were pinched at the tip of the boot, stretching them out. Every inch growing outwards seemed to push the leather to its limits, making the material stretch around his toes, almost making the bear look slightly barefoot, from the toe-prints it allowed. The sides of his feet pushed over the edges of the boot's sole, unable to be held on top of it, unable to be constrained properly. The cock, once able to cover at least half of the bottom of his foot, was now barely covering a quarter, and that seemed to shrink all the more.

Against all the odds, the boots held. That cock felt tinier than ever, and he swore that it was getting flattened, but Olag nodded in approval. But...he didn't shrink back down.

"Hey, Footwolf!"

"Mmmmmm...mmmmmmph..."

"Wanna go for FOUR times my normal size?"

The End