Theo the Were-squirrel
Theo had been changing into the squirrel too much, he knew that now... as a pulse of heat raced through his body from his groin. He realized that he shouldn't have come to the office.
He had been spending most of his days at the squirrel in his home deep in the countryside. Teleworking most of the time, as the squirrel he felt no need for clothes, his heavy furred balls resting between his thighs as his paws raced over the keyboard. The sharp claws on his paws clattering loudly as he typed, cartilage hitting plastic.
It was all he could do to stop himself from touching his substantial assets, his paws frequently finding their way between his legs as he worked. He had cum at his desk so often and so much that he had taken to wrapping the underside of his workstation with disposable plastic to make clean up easier. As the weeks wore on he was finding himself stroking his sheath and balls more and more often, he had become quite adept at doing his work one handed, his huge bushy tail swishing wildly behind him. Often he would mute conference calls with his coworkers as he orgasmed, the wireless mic centimeters from his moaning gasping muzzle. His peers none the wiser as he massaged his cumming member, thick paws squeezing his balls as he pushed his virile cum out of his incessantly throbbing malehood.
Even walking through the house sent pleasurable shocks of electricity up his long furry spine, his balls rubbing his thighs as his cock rubbed and banged into basically everything at waist level in his house. He tried cleaning, but even crouching down to scrub his walls in his hallway caused his balls to lightly drag across his thick shag carpet. Soon ropes of cum were thrown into the air, splattering over his sqeaking and churring muzzle as they landed. His cleaner-soaked rags useless as it merely smeared more of his seed over the drywall.
He knew he was getting larger and more sensitive over time. The littlest things setting him off. When all this started his cock was largish-average at a healthy seven inches. Now it was peaking at a full foot of squirrel meat, almost double his original size. Every time he came he could feel himself get a little tighter, a little thicker down below. Not that that stopped him for even a moment, the more of him there was between his legs the more free and proud of himself he became. Theo also delighted in fondling his swelling balls, which were now the size of medium oranges, feeling their heft, feeling his furry sac moving over them in his paw. Their production growing every time he came, sometimes he could shoot off loads for the better part of a minute almost continuously. His arcs of seed knocking over vases, splatting onto window panes, coating everything... During those episodes he lost all control, he couldn't stop cumming, many times running through his house like a madman clawing the walls and gripping his churning, heaving balls. If he was still trying to wear clothes anymore, which he wasn't, he doubted even his flaccid cock, neatly tucked in his sheath, could fit in any of his pairs of underwear, let alone his two wrecking balls below.
He did try several times to put on pants and underwear of various types, from briefs to boxers, speedos to jock straps. Nothing could fit him, his balls spilling out the sides and front while his sheath poked well above any reasonable waistband. Sometimes he would wear them around just to stimulate him even more, something about the fabric rubbing his sensitive erogenous fur between his legs was intoxicating. It also helped with cleanup a little too, as the underwear would retard a least a fair bit of his cum if he could manage to push his cock down into its fabric in time. Many times he was late though, his hands shaking too much from his mind-breaking orgasms to do anything but hold onto himself and let it happen.
Many nights he tried to relieve the constant pressure in his loins by rocking himself to orgasm in bed. Most of the time proceeded by him passing out. He tried many positions and ways to do it, but the way he loved best was with his rump in the air as he buried his face into a pillow, balls swinging between his tensed thighs as they churned. His lubrication production was something to behold with pre often splashing all over his chest and sheets, making everything slick, matting down his fur. His tail whipping behind him, showing all the world his arousal. Sometimes he would spread his ass cheeks and let the cool air lick his exposed anus, he didn't know why but it drove him wild, his buttocks clenching, trying to protect his most private parts from the open. The pillows did their best to muffle his orgasmic moans as his privates pushed solid columns of white seed into his mattress as he finally came. He tried to wash his sheets as often as he was able, trying to get cum out of his fur was the only unenjoyable chore he had. Often the seed it was so caked on that it took the better part of an hour in the shower getting it out. There wasn't a shower he could remember having in the past few months that hadn't lead to him releasing several loads in the process, the hot droplets of water too much for him to resist. But at least the fresh stuff washed out quick.
The runs in the morning were as good as they ever were, he felt so strong he could sprint for miles. With the occasional orgasm break as his loins slapped and rubbed a bit too much during his exertion. Muzzle panting with fatigue and heat, it was all he could to do pepper the bushes with white along the long dirt roads that he loved so much. He thought somebody saw him once, but he quickly scurried into the woods, his heart racing as his instinctually climbed the largest and nearest tree. There he waited, his body tight like a piano wire until his acute rounded ears heard them leave. The exhilaration was so much stimulation that he began to animalistically hump and grind against the thick branch supporting him, his cock harder and more needy than he had ever felt it. The squirrels raw instincts taking over, his body no longer his own as the adrenaline mixing with the always brewing primal lust deep inside him, driving him wild. It was nightfall before he stumbled home, exhausted in more ways than one. Upon arriving at his stoop Theo's head cleared enough that he remembered the human who may have saw him. Hopefully they just thought he was a deer. He had never heard anything more about it on the news or local paper he had delivered so he figured he was safe. But somewhere deep in the woods on his run was a high tree branch saturated and dripping with his manly juices, just waiting to be discovered.
When his manager had given him the call to come in, it was a surprise. The mix of shock and worry about being found out bubbled and frothed inside of him, his manager asking him to come in slamming into him like a brick wall. Theo's sensitive member going painfully erect as his words began to falter and stutter near the end of their call. He wrapped up hurriedly, feeling himself getting closer and closer to release, pre dripping down his red tool as it bobbed needfully in front of him. By time he pressed hangup on his phone with a shaking paw he was cumming again, unable to hold it back. Thick wads of his seed splatting against the far wall as his cock jerked out of control, sending parabolic white arcs across his workstation and room. His balls swelling slightly from the exertion as they churned in their tightening sack. Theo's cock's already thick muscle stretching, thickening, growing another inch at least as his cum slit opened wide. His claws sharpening as muscle built under his elongating fur, his teeth and muzzle extending painfully as his gums stretched to accommodate them. His muzzle producing more and more animalistic squeaks and moans as his eyes dulled with a lust-fueled haze, his body going crazy as he lost all control.
That night, Theo woke up groggily, his body aching as he churred lowly. His whiskers rubbing the hard cold surface of his kitchen counter. His body wrapped around and thoroughly attached to a watermelon he was saving for the weekend. With a long moan he pulled his hips backwards, pushing himself upward in the process. Wiping the haze from his eyes he saw what he had wrought. His cock had pierced almost the whole length of the watermelon, using it like a slushy, watery, condom, its insides dripping with webs of his virile seed. Apparently it wasn't enough to hold it all...The kitchen counter was completely zebra-striped with cum as well, as were his cabinets and a good portion of his ceiling and track lighting. His cock having long past retreated into its heavy sheath.
With his in-person meeting just days away Theo had to get back to human. And fast. Every time he managed to get himself back to "normal" he would revert to the squirrel in a matter of hours. Not to mention how alien and small he felt as a human, his body didn't move right, his senses dulled immeasurably. He didn't like it, not one bit, but he had to do it. A couple of times he thought he had it licked, but he woke up the next day as furry as ever, his sheets covered in his male juices. He had even woken up one time with his cock mid-orgasm, its thick head pushing globs and globs of his cum through his sheets like a strainer. It was all he could do to clutch the brass and iron bars that made up his headboard and hold on for all he had.
Then, just a day before he had to go in he finally did it. He changed into his human self for dinner and stayed like that even though the night. Sighing with relief as he woke he proceeded to put on his suit. After a quick breakfast of the food he hadn't destroyed with his last...episode... he got into his car and began the long drive to his corporate office. Palms sweating as he gripped the steering wheel ever more tightly on the many hours drive.
Finally after what seemed like an eternity he made it. His mind doing its best to put the squirrel aside, he could do this he told himself over and over. He had this under control he thought even as his body shuddered in nervousness, sweat pouring out of every pore. The receptionist checked him in without incident as his hard-soled leather shoes clattered against the floor in the cavernous atrium. As he made his way to the elevator banks he felt it. It was all he could do to not moan orgasmically right there and then, his body doubling over as his balls and cock throbbed with a barely contained need. He wanted to be free...he wanted to...m..mate.... Shaking his head he tried to clear his thoughts. It was already too late, he had learned while trying to regain his humanity over the last few days that longer he held he held onto his human self the more violent and out of control his transformation. And he had been human now for longer than he had held it in months...
Collapsing onto his hands, his legs splayed to the sides as his balls began to inflate hugely, dropping lower and lower in their sac as his ass cheeks swelled. "No...not here....not...ahhh *s..squeak* noooo!!!" Theo moaned, trying to hold the changes back. He tried crawling out of view of the lobby but it was no use, his body was changing too fast, he couldn't control himself. "Nrghhhhh!!! I cant....I can't...h..Hnrrghh!!" was all he could groan out as he began to change. "Go...you have to nrrrghhhhhhh...g..go! Get out!!!" he called out to anybody who would listen. His face pushing into a pointed squirrel muzzle as his hands became furred paws, their claws ripping ravenously at his suit. Instincts overwhelmed rational thought as he needed to be free, his muzzle gaping as saliva whipped out of his changing mouth. "GGARRRHHH...NRREEED...." his plaintive cries gradually replaced by moans of unfiltered lust.
Staff members began to look backwards at Theo, their eyes widening into saucers as they saw the man changing into the sex-crazed squirrel. Some people ran, the women tripping in their heels as they cleared the lobby as fast as they could. Security's response was nothing short of pure shock. They didn't dare approach the giant furred animal bursting out of its clothes in the lobby, for the few that knew animals it sounded like it was in a rutting heat. The most dangerous time to approach any animal, especially one that looked like it was a very much in season. Its claws vicious enough that they could bifurcate a person from stem to stern. Some employees were still there as well, in such shock that it was all they could do to gape, laptops, briefcases and files full of documents crashing to the floor, forgotten as they witness the spectacle in front of them.
All the while Theo's cock pulsed and filled with scalding hot blood as it pushed down the rim of his already overcapacity pants. It was larger than it had ever been, almost a foot and a half as it leaked pre over his torn suit jacket and undershirt. He squeaked and moaned primally a his body was coated in fur, his bushy tail bursting from his quickly ruined slacks. Theo's taint inflating and becoming more sensitive in the process, pulling his huge gray-furred balls upward in their swollen jiggling sac giving the on-lookers quite a show, what was left of his pants hiding nothing of his orb's virile contours. His body growing and cracking as it put on height and muscle.
He squeaked and churred ferally as he was finally rid of his human form, his body edging towards release as his body completed its change, pulling his ripping suit tighter and tighter over his fur. His balls finally bursting out of his underwear, the size of large ripe gray-furred oranges. Theo masturbated wildly in his former companies lobby as his prone body clawed for purchase on the hard floor, thick claws scraping tile, pre flying from his engorged penis. As the lubricating juice splatting wetly on the marble, somewhere deep inside him he knew that he wanted this. He wanted to be free.