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At Your Service

By CimmaronSpirit

Commission for Anonymous

WARNING: This story contains: tiger, elephant, gorilla, hyper, cock growth, anal, oral, rimming, M/M, M/M/M, threesome, trunkjob, excessive cum, gaping, male escort, and more. If you aren’t 18 or it’s not your interest… why the hell are you even here? This is like all I write! Go find someone else more tame and clean! Anyway, enjoy!

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“Thank you, and I hope you enjoy your stay!” Merrick said as he handed the little paper folder with the key cards to the man in the suit. The canine businessman, clearly tired and bedraggled from a long flight, murmured something that may have been thanks, before picking up his suitcase and walking to the bank of elevators, nearly running into a couple of rabbits in fancy evening dress.

The tiger turned away and back to the computer in front of him, tapping in the last details of the newly arrived guest into the system, before sending it off to the main server to register another room empty.

This hotel was one of the finest in the city, hence why it was the haunt of the business class and those with a net worth many, many times Merrick’s annual income. Even as one of the higher-ranking managers of the hotel, he could only dream of actually being able to sleep in the exclusive suites on the top floors for a weekend, or enjoy the pampering from the luxurious spa daily, or feast on the fine meals offered in the restaurant and still afford to tip the wait staff afterwards.

Merrick set his day dreams aside as a racoon, one of the hotel’s more permanent residents, marched up to the main desk. The little old lady, the heiress of a giant fortune passed down for generations, and wearing a blue dress that would have been new forty years before, clearly had a mission… and it was to make the tiger’s day miserable.

“Madame Ivanhoe,” Merrick said in as pleasant a voice he could muster for her preferred name. “What can I…”

“I asked for a luncheon to be provided at 2:30 on the dot, and yet it is 2:40, and no one has yet arrived! This is outlandish! Clearly you are all falling down on the job. Why, it’s a travesty!”

The tiger glanced at the on the wall clock, to see that, in fact, it was actually only 1:40. After all, the clocks had just been changed for Daylight Savings.

“I see Madame,” Merrick said, trying to figure out the best way to mollify a women in her eighties who has always had everything handed to her on a silver platter her entire life, and also knew everything and that nothing was never her fault, though it was most likely that her watch was just out of sync. “May I see your watch, please?”

“Are you trying to steal it? Why, this hotel doesn’t only want to starve me, but rob me of priceless family heirlooms as well! My father received this watch from the King of England!”

Merrick was internally wincing at the loud, grating voice on his ears that he heard every other day, nervously glancing around to the other patrons in the hotel lobby. Some were just watching what was happening, delighting in the misfortunes of the tiger behind the counter.

“I just want to confirm that your time is correct with our clock, that is all,” Merrick said.

The raccoon, indignant that the world didn’t perfectly revolve her, carefully took the old watch off her wrist and handed it to Merrick, then watched him like a hawk as he looked at it as it ticked away, but at the old time.

“Oh, I see the problem. The battery in your watch must have died overnight,” Merrick lied. “I have a battery in the office I can replace it with, Madame Ivanhoe.”

The raccoon gave a harumph, but then waved the tiger off. Merrick retreated into the office hiding behind the door for a moment to catch a breath.

Always something new with her, Merrick sighed, opening a drawer and rustling the pens inside to make it sound like he was grabbing something.

Just before he closed the door, his phone suddenly lit up, the pale white light filling the drawer. Normally he kept his phone in a drawer desk during his shift, as it would be unprofessional to have it open when he was dealing with customers.

Merrick pulled his smartphone out and unlocked it, quickly checking the messages. Spam messages and notifications for apps he used… though on in particular caught his eye.

It was an “escort” app that he used quite often, one for the “one and done” crowd of sexual deviancy, advertising hookups and a good time, for a fee of course. Merrick had actually made a decent amount of money for helping customers fulfill some desire and urge, and had racked up a lot of positive reviews and five stars doing it, many praising his stamina, his discretion, and his good looks. Many of the customers on the app were patrons to this hotel as well, which further helped with this side business.

It sure didn’t hurt that he had a lot to offer.

He opened it up, to see a username, BigMonk, that rang a bell, and an attached picture that he instantly recognized.

It was a big gorilla, who Merrick was sure was actually named Nolan, at least a foot taller than the already six and a bit foot tall tiger, thick and muscular all over, wearing a jockstrap that only just barely covered a twenty-inch cock that Merrick remembered quite well.

“Hey boy, gonna be in town tonight with a friend. And I think we’d both enjoy your company.”

Merrick could feel his own pants grow tight, his own fifteen-inch-long dong hard at the thought.

It was a blessing and a curse to have such a big cock, something larger than bulls and stallions… but he knew how to use it.

“Sounds good!” Merrick typed back. “Where are you staying?”

But he couldn’t wait for an answer. He’d kept the elderly racoon waiting long enough. The tiger closed his phone and put it back in the desk drawer, straightened his tie and squared his shoulders, willed his hardon to go away, before walking out of the office and back to the counter.

“I’m sorry Madame Ivanhoe,” Merrick said, his best fake smile on his face. “A little bit fiddly to get the battery in right. But it should be set to the proper time now.”

The raccoon took the watch and glared at the face, to see that it now said it was only 2 pm. “Bah! You can’t trust technology today!” she glowered.

“Anything else I can help you with, Madame Ivanhoe?” Merrick asked. But the racoon was already marching her way back to the elevator, grumbling to herself.

Now the tiger gave himself the chance to exhale and relax, going back to the office to get a drink from a bottle of water, and check his phone (without an answer), before turning back to the counter.

To see Nolan, BigMonk the gorilla that he recognized from the message, and the time before, standing at the counter. And just behind the gorilla, an elephant that was even taller than either of them: he had to be close to nine feet tall. He was just as muscular and well built as the gorilla, with a long grey trunk and two large white tusks, but with a thick muscle gut that stretched a blue polo shirt to the point where a flex could have ripped it into ribbons, compared to the six pack that Merrick knew the gorilla possessed, though it was hidden under a red buttoned shirt.

And he could just catch the tip of the bulges that both of them were packing.

“Hello sirs!” Merrick said, his heart racing at the thought of serving not just the big, handsome gorilla, but the even bigger elephant as well later. But he hid his excitement, slipping back into the well-trained concierge role, as if he had never seen them before. “How may I help you today?”

“We would like a room please for the weekend,” Nolan said. “Would the Presidential Suite be available?”

Merrick’s heart skipped another beat. The last time, it was just a normal suite. This time, it was the biggest, fanciest one in the hotel…

“I believe so, let me just check…” the tiger tapped away at the computer on the counter, before nodding. “Yes, it is available for the whole weekend.”

“Excellent,” the gorilla said, before turning to the elephant with a smirk. “I think we could make use of all the special benefits, don’t you?”

The elephant gave a chuckle, his voice a deep, rumbling boom that shook that tiger to his core and made his heart beat even harder. “Oh, undoubtedly.”

Merrick did a commendable job in hiding the excitement and arousal of the situation to the point that an outside observer would never have noticed that the tiger’s mind was racing a million miles a second. He got the other information he needed to book the room, such as the credit card and ID, and punched it all into the system. It was the elephant who provided the card, then that Merrick learned that the elephant’s name was Ben. In moments, with the approval from the computer the receipt was printing, and the device that made the electronic key cards was finishing up.

“Might want to make a third one,” Nolan said. “Just in case.”

“Uh, yes. Just in case,” Merrick said, as he slipped a third card into the machine to allow one into the Presidential Suite, before tucking it into his pocket (out of view of the security cameras, of course.)

The tiger put the two regular cards into the little paper folder and handed it to the gorilla with a smile on his face. “Here you go. I hope you enjoy your stay.”

“Oh, I’m sure we will,” the gorilla said, smiling up at Ben. “Aren’t we?”

“It will be a big ol’ fun time, I’m sure.”

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“So yeah. Just took the watch for a moment, and that seemed to calm her down,” Merrick said, as he took off the suit jacket he had worn for most of the day, hanging it up in the little closet in the office. He glanced over at Julia, the mare that was taking over the night shift.

“Madame Ivanhoe. Never a dull moment with her, eh?” Julia chuckled, with a sense of exasperation as Merrick pulled his cellphone out from his desk. “But she’s been here since before you and I were born, so I guess we just have to put up with it, eh?”

“Yep,” the tiger replied, before noticing there were a lot of messages for him through the hook up app. He opened it up, only to be bombarded with a lot of pictures of the gorilla and the elephant from earlier, casually lying around the Presidential Suite in various states of undress, flexing and posing, and in general just being as hot and sexy as they could be.

Merrick’s eyes were particularly focused on the rather large bulges that both of the big hunks had: the gorilla in a green jockstrap and the elephant in a pair of red speedos that looked way too small, holding in what looked like beachballs in those pouches.

But the gorilla’s package seemed an awful lot bigger than before...

“Merrick? Are you okay?” Julia asked.

“Uh, yeah! Yeah, fine,” Merrick said, with a smile, before grabbing his regular jacket and hanging it in front of him to make sure that his co-worker didn’t see the raging stiffy in his pants. “Just, you know, tired from a long day.”

“Well head on home then. I think I got it from here,” she said, adjusting her jacket and shirt, before walking out to the main desk and starting to sort through the paperwork.

The tiger took a deep breath before exhaling, and then walked out the back door, through the staff hallways that lead past the main kitchen, laundry, staff rooms and other places, and finally out the back door to the staff parking lot.

The sun was setting, and the street lamps were turning on. There was a bit of a chill to the night air, but the tiger took it in stride for now. Soon enough, he would be wearing a lot less.

Merrick walked to the old sedan in his spot, tossing his jacket into the back seat before climbing into the driver’s door, backing out of the spot, and out of the parking lot.

He only went down a nearby street. The tiger didn’t have the time (or really, desire) to drive over an hour back home to get changed to then come back to provide his guests with some more “personalized services.” Merrick reached back for the bag he kept for just this occasion, clicking on the light to the console and rummaging through until he found a bright silver and purple sequin covered thong. It was just the right color to go with his orange, white and black stripped fur.

It took a few minutes to switch into the new underwear from his regular boring undies despite his feline agility, though that was mostly due to his own oversized cock and balls. But now he was ready.

Merrick stepped out of the car, locking the doors, and then heading back to the hotel.

“I’ll be there in ten,” he messaged Nolan, which was immediately followed by a thumb’s up emoji… and a picture of the two sitting on the private balcony, one that provided great views of downtown, but was also private enough that few could actually see onto it. Merrick also noticed the champagne bottle propped up next to the bulge in Ben’s speedo… and it looked so tiny.

“Oh, this is gonna be a fun night,” Merrick whispered to himself.

This time he didn’t go into the staff entrance, nor did he go through the front entrance. Instead, the tiger slipped through the rear visitor entrance, using the Presidential Suite key card he had, and made a beeline for the elevators. The first one that opened was empty and, with another tap of his card on the reader, he was whisked up straight to the top floor suite without stopping. After all, why should the elevator dare stop for someone important enough to rent out the most exclusive area of the hotel?

The elevator came to a stop, and the doors slid open, allowing Merrick to step onto the floor devoted entirely to the Presidential Suite: there were multiple rooms for the servants, bodyguards, staffers, and whoever else would be in the entourage of a high-ranking dignitary, politician, or corporate executive. However, most of those rooms would remain locked for this weekend.

It was the pair of double doors, painted white with gold trim, like those you would see in fancy mansions built a hundred years ago in the New England countryside for the railroad barons that Merrick walked toward. The only acknowledgement of modernity was the black card reader on the door.

Merrick tapped his card on the electronic device, which instantly flashed green, and the bolts unlocked, allowing the tiger to open the door and walk in.

The room he stepped into was a sitting room, with couches, coffee tables, expensive furniture and an unused marble fireplace that Merrick had only seen in pictures before today. Everything here cost an exorbitant amount of money when the hotel was first opened, as only the finest craftsmen and materials would have been acceptable. Now, these were nearly priceless. The rest of the hotel had gone through renovations and makeovers several times in the past, but the Presidential suite got only the most basic of electrical and plumping upgrades: everything else was preserved to be as close as original as it could be.

Beyond the sitting room was a dining room with a table for 20 people, as well as a kitchen for those that would like to make their own meals, or had a personal chef to do so. But the lights in that room were dark. Further down the hallway was an office, also darkened, and finally the doors leading to the main bedroom. The tiger could hear some moaning and panting, which must have meant that his customers were already going at it.

Merrick took a deep breath, trying to calm his excited nerves. He gently knocked on the door, but the moaning and panting didn’t stop.

“Come in!” came a deep voice, that of the elephant Ben. Merrick pushed open to the door, to see, to his surprise, that the elephant and gorilla were not in the midst of hot, passionate sex: no, it turned out that they were watching a gay porn movie on the large, flat screen TV, one the of the few modern amenities that had been added to the Presidential Suite. The video playing was that of a well hung, muscular stallion plowing a twinky fox.

Ben and Nolan were sprawled out on the king-sized bed, though it was just barely big enough to hold the two big men. They were still in their underwear from the photos provided earlier, both still with obscenely massive bulges. Merrick could even see a bit of the elephant’s dick, the length unable to be fully contained by the fabric.

The tiger remembered the gorilla’s size as well… but something in his mind wondered if he was actually bigger than before as well…

“Ten minutes, right on the dot,” Nolan said, as he glanced at the digital clock on the nightstand. “Just as punctual as last time.”

Merrick gave a sultry smile. “So, what do you studs want?”

“Studs, eh?” Ben said with a chortle. “You flatter me!”

“First, let’s see you get out of those clothes. I don’t think you’d want those duds to get wrecked now, do you?” the gorilla said, sitting up a bit in the bed to get a better look at the tiger.

The tiger grinned, as he reached up to undo his tie, loosening it from around his neck with one hand while another began to undo the buttons on his shirt, the first glimpses of the cream-coloured fur on his chest visible, with only a hint of abdominal muscles below them.

One the black tie had been undone and pulled from his collar, he casually tossed it toward the door, his dress shirt flapping around to show off the tiger’s upper body. Merrick followed it up by kicking off the black leather shoes he had to wear when at work, which also joined his tie, followed by his socks.

Now Merrick got up on the bed as he pulled off his shirt, tossing it into the corner as well. Now there were some grunts of approval from the gorilla and elephant of the fit and lean tiger’s body, a step up from the twink fox in the porno still playing in the background, but not quite a professional athlete or beginning bodybuilder stature.

The stripping tiger unlatched his belt that was perched just above his own bulging pants, allowing it to fall to the floor after a moment of “struggle,” during which time he slowly spun around on his paws, wiggling his butt to the two watching the impromptu strip tease.

When the tiger turned around again, the zipper on his pants had been pulled down to show off his own bulge, encapsulated in the silver and purple thong he had slipped on earlier. Then, hooking his fingers into his black pants, Merrick, pulled them down and off, before tossing it to the side. Now, in only the thong that shimmered in the light of the room, Merrick struck another sultry pose, showing off the melon sized bulge his thong tried to hold back.

“Oh man, looks like the kitty is packing too, eh?” Ben remarked.

“Yep, he’s got a pretty big bit of junk on him,” Nolan replied, reaching forward and grabbing the tiger’s hand, before pulling him down into the middle between the bigger men.

“So, what’s on the menu tonight?” Merrick asked, glancing between the two men, the heat and masculinity radiating off of both of them making his cock harden in the thong.

“Your profile said you were up to trying new things, right?” the elephant asked, as he caressed the smaller tiger, groping his butt in large and firm hands.

“Depends on what you have in mind,” Merrick replied with a sensual purr, his clawed paws stroked over the rock-hard muscles of the grey beast beside him.

The gorilla rolled over, and reached into the bag beside the bed. After a moment of searching, Nolan rolled back over, with a small bottle that rattled with something inside.

“We own a bio-tech start up, and have been working on a new product,” Ben started to explain. “And we just finished testing this, our newest product. It could change the world.”

“What is it?” Merrick asked, slightly curious as to why they would mention it to him.

“Penile enlargement,” Ben answered.

“Cock growth,” Nolan confirmed.

“You… you aren’t serious, are you? You guys are already huge!” Merrick exclaimed. He may have been a bit young to have his email flooded with spam messages and annoying pop-ups on sketchy websites promising the same thing, but he knew too well that it couldn’t be true.

Could it?

Ben chuckled, his hand sliding up to the tiger’s head, before pushing him down toward the bulge in his speedo.

The elephant’s other hand dug into the skimpy piece of spandex and pulled out a half hard dick, well over 30 inches long.

“I used to be close to your size,” Ben rumbled, as the fat cock that was already so large that Merrick wasn’t sure if he could wrap his hand around it began to stiffen and grow harder. “But now…”

“And you remember the last time we met?” Nolan asked, before another heavy dick slapped against the tiger’s cheek. Merrick glanced up to a fat dick that looked familiar, but as if it had been put into a program and enlarged, throbbing and pulsing. The gorilla had been a big and filling fifteen inches before, about the same as Merrick’s. Now he had to be closer to two feet long.

“Shit, you aren’t kidding, are you?” Merrick said, eyes wide at the two gigantic cocks in his face, his own manhood paling in comparison despite his already above average size.

Ben reached over to Nolan and took the pill bottle in his hand, before pushing it into Merrick’s.

“Those pills will be worth a fortune in a few months. A high dose version of our formula, like what we had been testing.”

“The market version will be a lot less potent,” Nolan continued. “At most, a fraction of an inch with each pill.”

“Just one of these will give a couple inches. Maybe more,” Ben said.

“And they are yours if you want them.”

Merrick glanced down to the bottle, then at the two semi-hard cocks, both absolutely massive.

It was any guy’s dream come true. Who wouldn’t want a bigger dick? Even if you were already massive? There would be guys who would kill for something like this.

This was too good to be true.

“What’s the catch?” the tiger asked.

“Just a night of raunchy sex with us ‘studs,’” Ben replied.

“The only side effect we’ve found is that they will make you horny like crazy,” Nolan said. “Really productive too, for a while at least. Believe me, we’ve tested it.”

“And if you really want to later, we have some pills that will shrink you down again,” the elephant said, but the tone of his voice implied that he didn’t really expect Merrick to want them.

Merrick looked back at the bottle. If what these two guys were saying was true, then he was going to get a bigger dick. If this was how the gorilla enlarged his junk, then there really couldn’t be anything wrong, right?

The tiger opened the pill bottle, and looked at the three pills at the bottom of the container. They were surprisingly small, little bigger than a grain of rice

He took a deep breath and shook the pills out of the bottle, before dry swallowing them.

“So what now?” Merrick asked.

He was answered with the elephant’s cock and balls being shoved into his face, the musky scent quickly filling the tiger’s senses.

“It’s time to have fun.”

Merrick let out a purr, before running his tongue up and down over the fat shaft, his hands reaching up and over to grope at the huge balls. They were the size of medicine balls, and almost as heavy.

As the tiger began to play with Ben’s manhood, he felt Nolan’s hand slip past the small thong he was wearing and began to grope his ass, one finger sliding up against his tailhole, poking and prodding. The attention elicited a moan from Merrick as he continued to lavish praise of the grey and pink shaft in front of him.

“That’s a good boy,” Ben rumbled, as his cock began to throb and pulse, thick pre oozing and leaking from the tip, running over the veiny length and smearing across the tri-color fur of the tiger’s face.

Merrick then took the next step and tried to wrap his muzzle around the fat elephant cock. But despite his expertise on giving blowjobs in the past, he was only able to get a few inches of the dick in his mouth: it was just too girthy, too thick.

That didn’t stop him from trying though, wrapping his lips around as much of the massive shaft as he could. Soon he was bobbing his head up and down, using his rough feline tongue to play with the tip and even used his fangs to gently nibble on the skin, making the elephant shudder and moan, even if he could only get not quite half of the cock into his mouth.

As a reward for his diligent efforts, he was able to drink up the copious amounts of pre oozing from the tip of Ben’s cock, sating any thirst the tiger may have had with the warm, salty and musky drink of potent masculinity.

“Ohhh, he’s good,” Ben rumbled.

“Just wait till you can play with this end,” Nolan smirked, as he lifted Merrick's ass up, sliding the tiny sequin covered spot of the thong to the side and sticking his face into the tiger’s rear.

Merrick let out a muffled gasp and moan as the gorilla began to rim him, the powerful tongue easily pushing past the tiger’s anal ring. The tiger could only moan and shudder as his butt was played with, the tongue pushing deep into his well trained, but still sensitive rear, preparing him for the next stage of the night’s activities.

The tiger concierge and escort had taken many a dick before, and some of them were pretty big: a stallion a couple weeks ago, about two feet long, was the biggest he had been able to take (and some pictures on his profile, with the horse’s face blurred out, proved it). But Ben’s would be the biggest challenge yet, if that’s what the elephant wanted, not due to the length but the sheer width and thickness.

Of course, if Ben would rather, Merrick could also give it just as well, and there were many customers of his that would rather be pounded by a well-hung tiger. Nolan, currently face deep into the tiger’s ass, was one of the few that was a perfect switch, eager and ready to do both.

The anticipation was nearly enough to push him over the edge, his cock leaking pre like crazy now, soaking through his thong and onto the sheets of the bedspread below.

But Merrick wasn’t ready to blow his load yet. After all, he had two hunks to please first.

Soon enough Nolan pulled back, satisfied with his work so far, and then climbed up until the bulge in his jockstrap rested on the round curves of the tiger’s butt. With a finger, he then pulled the strap down and over, allowing twenty inches of gorilla dick free, heavily slapping onto Merrick’s back. Moments later he felt it lift off again, followed by the squeeze of a bottle, and the wet sound of lube being applied to bare flesh. Merrick could feel Nolan shudder as the cold liquid was applied, though it wasn’t enough to make the gorilla less ready to go.

“So is the kitty cat ready?” Nolan asked.

Merrick pulled off Ben's cock, long string of preseed dripping from his lips as he tried to catch his breath. He glanced back to the fat gorilla dick pressing against his tail hole feeling the length pulse and throb with each heartbeat. With a rumbling purr of excitement, and a thumbs up, he braced himself/

The tiger let out a mewling moan as the head of Nolan’s cock spread open his anal passage, followed by several more inches. It was a delightful and exhilarating feeling, one of the biggest dicks that Merrick had ever taken. He even flexed a bit, tightening his sphincter around the gorilla’s shaft, making Nolan moan.

“Fuck, you sure know how to make this feel awesome,” Nolan rumbled, as he began to piston in and out, slowly pushing more and more of the thick cock into the tiger’s well trained ass.

“I’m here to – ohhhh… - serve,” Nolan moaned, as he began to push back against Nolan as he pushed forward, urging more of the twelve inches of cock into him.

Ben leaned against the head of the bed, stroking his massive, saliva-soaked shaft that nearly reached to his chin, as he watched his partner fuck the athletically built tiger, slow at first but starting to pick up speed. The tiger took the gorilla’s dick like a champ. Just as Nolan had told him, the tiger clearly knew what he was doing, and had fun while doing it.

The mattress creaked and groaned, the bed banging against the wall as Nolan drilled deep into Merrick’s ass. The tiger, normally composed and experienced, was moaning and gasping like a virgin doing it for the first time. The gorilla’s powerful hips slammed into Merrick’s over and over, his hefty balls swinging up and smacking into the tiger’s. Soon Nolan was little more than a lust fueled machine, sweating and panting as he rammed his shaft as deep as he could, pistoning his foot long dick deep into the tiger’s backside, smashing into his prostate and making Merrick whimper and mewl with desire, toe’s curling, his whole body trembling, his ass clenching tight on the dick as their orgasm’s inched closer and closer and closer…

With a loud roar and a final thrust, Nolan was the first to cum, his thick cock throbbing, bulging and pulsing as it gushed what felt like gallons of his virile seed deep into Merrick’s guts, enough to make a small bulge in his belly. The tiger trembled and whimpered as each throb and twitch of Nolan’s cock rocked the smaller tiger’s body from head to tail.

The pressure on his overstimulated g-spot, the feeling of the huge dick deep in his bowels was enough to make the tiger reach climax as well. Merrick’s cock, still trapped in the tight purple thong this whole time, quickly made a mess of the tiny piece of cloth that held his junk in. But each shot of seed, each spill of potent tiger spunk, made his cock throb harder and harder, until Merrick’s erection was almost painful. But it felt weird and amazing and sexy…

There was a quiet twang of fabric, the tiniest rip that could be heard as the purple sequin thong snapped, allowing the tiger’s cock to flop out.

And almost instantly after that, Merrick could feel a weight that he wasn’t used to, even as seed still shot from the tip.

The tiger bent his head down, and gasped at the sight of his cock.

It was bigger!

At least, he thought it was. In his lust addled state, it was hard to confirm.

Merrick reached down to wrap a paw around his cock, and that confirmed it. The regular size and shape that he was used to for years had gotten thicker: as he stroked along the shaft, urging the last of his cum to spill out, he was confident the fifteen inches he had before was now closer to eighteen. His hand reached even further down, and confirmed that his testicles had also gotten bigger; able to produce and hold more cum to use in the very near future.

“F-fuck…” Merrick moaned.

“Did good there kid,” Nolan said with a grin and a smack on the tiger’s striped bottom, before backing up and pulling his cock out with a loud, wet squelch, and a louder moan from Merrick. When the full shaft came out, the gorilla admired the large gape he left behind, the cum covered hole twitching, practically begging to be filled again.

Merrick finally caught his breath again and rolled over onto his back, allowing his still hard, and definitely bigger dick flop onto his belly, spent seed soaking into his white chest fur, while the gorilla’s load seeped from his own backside.

“So, are you convinced?” Ben asked, his voice a deep rumble.

“Y-yeah…” Merrick said, a hand reaching up to grab his cock and slowly stroke the still sensitive cock head, admiring the girth and length he now possessed. “I never would have believed it!”

“Oh, you ain’t seen nothing, kitty,” the elephant smirked.

Merrick glanced up just in time to see the elephant move his bulk, sending the bed rocking. Ben turned around, exposing his backside to Merrick.

He’s going to sit on me! Was the first thought in the tiger’s head.

But instead the elephant rolled over onto his muscle gut, making the whole bed rock, getting onto his hands and knees and lifting his tail.

“Nolan told me you knew how to give a guy a good time,” Ben said, looking back to Merrick. “So, why don’t you give me some first hand experience?”

Merrick wasted no time in climbing up to the massive muscular butt of the elephant. He had to stand to reach Ben’s rear even though Ben was on all fours; he was just that big compared to the tiger. It was perhaps the biggest ass he had seen in his career as a high end escort, but the tiger didn’t show how daunted or intimidated he was.

With a foot and a half below and his horniess and sexual drive just as high as when he started thanks to the miracle pills they gave him, he should easily be able to do this, Merrick thought.

Nolan handed over the bottle of lube he used earlier, and which Merrick took and squeezed a generous amount onto his hand. Then he split it in half, working one hand’s worth of it on his shaft, while the other hand began to work at the elephant’s rear.

To Merrick’s surprise, Ben’s posterior was just as malleable and flexible as his own: even with only a little bit of work and lube, (and a few encouraging moans) the elephant was ready to take a dick.

The tiger lined up his cock, and slowly pushed forward. As Merrick’s head entered and spread the elephant open, Ben moaned even louder, a deep rumble that made the whole Presidential suite shake. With a grin, Merrick worked the rest of his shaft into the elephant’s ass, making Ben groan and moan in pleasure as he was spread open.

“Fuck yeah,” Ben moaned as Merrick’s hips meat the round grey mountains of a butt. “That’s the spot.”

“I’m here to serve,” Merrick said, as he slowly began to pull out, before pushing back in, starting up to do to Ben what Nolan had just done to Merrick.

But the elephant was insatiable. Soon he was pushing back against Merrick, driving the tiger cock deeper and faster into his ass than Merrick was doing.

The escort took the hint, and began to pick up speed, going even faster than Nolan had driven into him before.

Speaking of Nolan, the gorilla had slipped in under the elephant’s muscle gut, and had lined up the mammoth thirty inch cock with his own ass. As the elephant began to rock back and forth, the head of that gigantic shaft then bulldozed it’s way into the gorilla’s hungry hole, making the elephant and gorilla cry out in ecstasy.

To top it all off, Ben’s thick grey trunk snaked in between the gorilla’s and elephant’s stomach and abs, before it wrapped around the tip of Nolan’s cock. With each thrust and jerk of his head, Ben was able to give Nolan a “trunk job,” one of the special abilities of the horny pachyderm.

Soon the three had settled into a fast and heavy rhythm: Merrick fucking Ben, who in turn was fucking Nolan, and sucking him off at the same time.

It didn’t take long before the hot and sweaty action, which raised the musk and arousal of everyone in the room.

Merrick swore he felt his cock grow harder and harder yet, much like the first time his dick had grew. He glanced down to see that the elephant’s hole was indeed being widened by his dick, which was getting thicker and thicker by the moment. And it was taking a bit more effort and time to pull out and push back in, which meant he had to be getting longer yet again...

The thought of growing even larger and more well hung, even on top of his first chemically induced growth spurt, was enough to push the tiger over the edge again. Merrick soon was pumping a load that was at least fifty percent more than he had ever done before into the elephant, resulting in his continuing thrusts to become wet slaps.

Nolan was the second one this time, roaring out as the twin stimulation of his ass and his cock by his giant mate was too much for the gorilla, who blew his load directly into his Ben’s trunk, who chugged down the load right down with a practiced ease.

But Ben took a few moments more before he finally trumpeted his own climax, his own massive load quickly filling the gorilla with a load that would have filled a bucket or more, leaving the gorilla in an even messier state than he was in before.

After a few more slow, ragged, sensitive thrusts by everyone, the three collapsed into a heap. Ben made sure not to crush Nolan under him, but his rolling over resulted in pulling off of Merrick, who in his hazy afterglow, soon landed in between his two customers.

They lay panting for a long while; minutes felt like hours, then days, until Merrick was finally able to lift his head up and roll over.

Only to have a footlong dong slap against his belly; the tip reached right to the middle of his chest now, close enough he could suck himself off now.

“Fucking hell,” Merrick panted. “I’m fucking huge!”

Nolan glanced over, grabbing hold of Merrick’s cock and stroking it. “Hell yeah, that’s a good size for you. Sure ain’t a kitty now, that’s for sure!”

Merrick chuckled, but then glanced over to see Nolan’s cock as well, still wet from the last orgasm. He reached over the reciprocate the action, but something felt funny.

The gorilla was even bigger than he was before!

“Goddamn,” Merrick said, as he slowly stroked the half hard log. “Did you take some more pills as well?”

Nolan was confused for a moment before glancing down, to see fifteen inches in the tiger’s hand. “Holy hell… I didn’t! Ben! Check this out!”

The elephant rolled over… only for forty inches of mammoth dong to land heavily on Merrick’s stomach.

“I… I thought I felt it grow in my trunk,” Ben replied.

“And I thought I felt you growing in my ass, but I didn’t believe that either,” Nolan said, stunned that he was able to take the elephant’s obelisk of meat so easily.

“Maybe there is contact growth with someone who has taken the pills…” Ben thought, before yawning. “That’s something we will have to test for later.”

“Might have to hire some people to do it though,” Nolan said, before glancing down at Merrick. “After all, if we get too big, how can we have fun with our friend here?”

Merrick could only give a laugh… but the hormones in his body really wanted to try to take that fat elephant cock…

But they had a whole weekend booked.

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“I hope you two enjoyed your stay,” Merrick said to Nolan and Ben as they handed in the keycards. Just by looking at them, you would have never suspected that the three of them had just spent the past 48 hours engaging in practically every deviant sexual activity that they could manage with heightened libdo and massive cocks and balls.

“Oh, it was a fun weekend,” Ben said with a grin. “Hopefully we can do it again sometime.”

Merrick gave a smile as the memories of the past weekend came back to him. The results were… less than ideal though. He had been walking a bit bow legged when he arrived that morning, his guts still felt like they were sloshing with who knew how many loads of gorilla and elephant cum, and was constantly adjusting himself and the two feet of tiger cock and the softballs jostling for room in his pants. But a shower and clean clothes had seemingly transformed the hotel concierge into a different person from the cum hungry and nearly insatiable slut he had been just a short while before.

A busy Monday morning dealing with customers checking out after a weekend in the hotel kept Merrick busy and not thinking about his escapades.

But now as Nolan and Ben walked out, the feeling of the massive cock in his ass came back strong. He had to suppress every sexual urge in his body to not just leap over the counter right now and ride Ben’s cock while Nolan face fucked him.

It must have been the after effects of the pills he had taken, Nolan thought. But he maintained his quiet and professional deminior until the two men walked out of the hotel, their roller bags filled with a lot of cum soaked clothes and more.

He turned to go to the office to get a drink of water, and maybe to get his cock to go down and stop bothering him for a bit, when he heard the phone buzz in the drawer. He quickly pulled it out to see a message on the app.

“5/5 stars. More than willing to try new things, with the stamina for longer encounters. Totally worth it.”

Merrick grinned at the review left by BigMonk on the app.

“Another satisfied customer,” Merrick whispered to himself.

He was about to put the phone away when there was another ding. He checked, and nearly fell over in shock.

That amount of money being deposited into his account was much more than his rates would have required for a full weekend, by at least twice.

“Jesus,” Merrick muttered, before closing the app and putting it away.

Maybe he’d have to get a new toy or two with that windfall.

Did they have anything close to Ben’s size? Or even bigger?