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The STUD Program Freebies Vol. 91: Promotions Edition! By Danath Characters © YolkMonkey * * * “Take care of this for us, won’t ya? Thanks, newbie! Aha ha ha ha!” A huge gray hand attached to a similarly huge gray arm, which was itself attached to a nearly nine-foot-tall elephant, smacked Yolk across the back. Despite his own sturdy, compact build, the muscular, blue-furred monkey couldn’t help but take a step forward from what was, to the elephant, a soft pat. “The boys ‘n me are gonna take a quick break. We’ll come check in on ya later.” More laughter from the hallway outside. Yolk sighed and stared around the office space. It was a large, open office full of dozens - maybe hundreds - of desks, chairs, tables, partitions, and boxes. As a junior member of the maintenance team responsible for moving office spaces from one place to another within the enormous SynTech Tower, Yolk hadn’t imagined his first few weeks of work would end up being a stream of non-stop hazing. The other members of the crew routinely dumped work on him to take longer breaks or go show off their muscular bodies to the other SynTech employees. With a sigh, the blue-furred monkey walked towards the nearest piles of boxes. The chairs and desks were at least packaged and ready for transport. Depending on where they were going, which hallways and elevators they could fit in, and how much they had to be deconstructed all could make a simple moving job in the tower a stressful experience, Yolk learned. And some of the executives certainly didn’t like it when their moving days were delayed because a desk couldn’t fit sideways through the freight elevator three floors below - they just wanted to be able to put their feet up right now, now, now! Yolk straightened his shoulders and stretched his arms over his head. At least the constant work improved his already buff figure. But he was looking forward to the weekend and finally taking a break - more from the coworkers than the job. They weren’t a bad bunch, but they were insular. They didn’t seem to think Yolk had what it took to keep up with them despite his efforts, so lately they just dumped all the work on him for hours at a time, then berated him for not being quicker when they came back after extended lunches. Hazing wasn’t anything new for a workplace, and Yolk needed the job, so he endured it and hoped that by being earnest they’d respect him a little more. Little being the key word. He was the shortest and smallest on the crew by at least a foot and a half. The next shortest was a wide-set Clydesdale, then a bulky rhino who used to compete as a powerlifter, then a seemingly slender but surprisingly built giraffe, and on and on - a total of ten big, burly, large movers. And then Yolk. Yolk wasn’t small. The monkey’s blue fur sculpted itself neatly across his body, contouring the bulges of the muscles below. Plump pecs, a solid core, thick thighs and calves, and biceps that he was more than a little proud of - the monkey wasn’t the biggest, but his muscles weren’t just for show, either. Despite the size disadvantage, seeing as he stood only a little over six feet tall, he worked as hard as the other ten and was getting faster and faster despite the hazing. He did more than his fair share of lugging desks and boxes and chairs. By the time the day was over, the monkey was a mess of matted, sweaty fur. He had his blue maintenance jumpsuit tied around his hips, leaving his upper torso bare, as he finished dragging the last box he felt he could handle, having transported almost half of the office’s vast array of furniture by himself. It wasn’t going far, but there were no elevators - his calves burned with the effort of the stairs. “...won’t have done shit, he’s a weakling anyways…” “...quit after a while. They can’t keep up when they’re that small…” Other comments clearly about Yolk drifted through the empty hallway outside the large, open, and now half-empty office space. The evening sun poured in through the windows lining the western side, casting a golden glow across the white walls. Yolk, currently sat on the floor against the wall by the door, barely lifted his head as the team walked in. Most were holding bags of fast food and sodas; a couple already had beers. “Wow, hey, he actually didn’t do too bad,” one of them said. The grizzly’s lips pursed as he took a drink from the bottle in his paw, then he smacked his lips and looked over at the equally tall and massive red-skinned bull next to him. “Ain’t this more than you did?” The bull snorted and shook his head. “No way. He must have had help. Spill it, newbie… did you really do all this?” A chorus of dings punctuated the silence, followed by ten big smiles. “Hey, payday! And it’s bonus day, too! Wonder how many more pounds I’m gonna pack on this time!” “I’m for sure breaking six hundo today… for sure!” “Nah, I’m getting first. Gonna make you all look like shrimps when I’m done.” Yolk glanced at the group now standing in a circle all scrolling through their phones. The monkey tiredly took out his own phone and realized there was, in fact, a notification from SynTech. It was payday - he’d forgotten all about it. At least his bank account was growing despite the hard time he was having with his coworkers. Money didn’t care about feelings. He was about to press the button to open his phone, but he stopped with his finger hovering over the screen. The monkey’s eyes widened and his mouth dropped open. He stared down his legs to his feet, which were currently swelling in size. It wasn’t painful, but it looked strange - almost as though his ankles and toes were pulsing from within, and with each rippling wave that spread through his feet, they got bigger. And bigger. And the bigness spread up his legs, enlarging his calves, soon after. The fur on his upper body stood on end as he stared, shocked, phone forgotten in his hand. His legs were already almost twice as thick as they’d been before, and the growth spread quickly up his thighs, hips and torso. Yolk stabbed his finger at his phone and realized the bonus program was distributing the monthly rewards… “Wait, wait! What? No!” “No way!” “Bullshit!” The last was shouted by the huge red bull, one of the beefiest and heaviest among the moving crew. He shoved his way past the bear, the lion, the giraffe, and the others, clearing himself a path to march over to Yolk, but he stopped short when saw the monkey’s legs twitching and stretching. “Quick, file a complaint with the union! It’s already-” But it was too late. Yolk’s head tipped back as the full effects of payday arrived in force. Both of his hands went to his chest. His phone fell to the floor as his hips and shoulders twitched, rippled, swelled and grew. Layers of muscle built upon the strong foundation already in place as the monkey’s blue fur stretched to contain the power building inside. His whole body started to twitch, madly throbbing and enlarging with each sharp jerking motion. His backside arched, then curled over, before spasming into another spread eagle jerk. Each blast of energy grew him an inch or so, and in some places far more than that. His hands groped at his pecs as he felt them swell into his hands, filling his palms. The heavy slabs rested above his hard, flat, washboard belly, now showing deeper and clearer signs of the six… no, eight… ten- or maybe a twelve-pack below. Yolk didn’t care - he wanted as much as he could get. The monkey’s ears twitched and his tail lashed behind his growing glutes whhile his bared teeth lengthened and stretched. Greed and lust flooded his body as he stared at his own growing muscular form. He was getting so huge… he was massive. He was the biggest… so big… The monkey’s mouth opened again and he moaned. His voice was already deeper than before, and his eyes lidded over as the heat and pleasure of the intense growth spread through him. His lips pursed, plumped, then spread into a broad and horny smile. His eye closed halfway and then his tongue lolled free of his broad muzzle as both of his hands stretched to wrap just part way around the base of his enormous and still-growing arousal. Another series of dings rang out in the mostly empty office, causing another flurry amongst the oversized moving crew. “Penalties? What?” “This wasn’t in the contract, was it?” The rhino’s knees gave out. Between his thighs, a raging erection stuffed outwards, outlined in his blue jumpsuit. The fabric went from taut to baggy as it collapsed inward around the rhino’s shoulders. His arms and legs trembled as he thrust and bucked at the air, desperately groping himself while staring in fascination at the growing monkey all the while. Yolk grinned. So losing all your muscles felt just as good as growing them, did it? The bull went next, then the others, falling like a row of toy soldiers as the Size & Tonnage Unbiased Dividends Program (aka the STUD Program) kicked in. One by one, they lost weight and size and height - some a mere foot or two, but others, like the bull, who had shirked more of his work than the rest, lost a substantial amount. Their bulging biceps shrank until their arms were lean and narrow. Their shoulders and hips drew in. Their fantastic bulges turned from soccer balls into ping pong balls. They became altogether exceedingly non-muscular in nearly every way. Yolk didn’t know what was going on. Sure, he worked hard over the past month, ensuring he’d get something from the reward system at the end of the month, but this was already so… much… The monkey’s jumpsuit bulged as it stretched around his hips, then tore apart over his expanding chest, showcasing the rapid, increasingly rapid swelling within. The heat fanned a flame inside his loins, and his eyes flickered as his hands stroked along his throbbing bulge, steering it to the side as the fabric struggled to remain in one piece around him. The threads stretched around his calves as his legs kept getting longer, thick, bigger, like a pair of tree trunks supporting a still somewhat smaller torso. Fuck, but he felt good… his mouth dropped open again as he panted, tongue hanging out, wantonly groping and stroking and rubbing his growing hard cock bulge and his bare, exposed chest and abs. Even through his dense blue fur, the outlines of his bulging, massively grown muscles showed through as his ears approached the ceiling. Even his tail was thicker and longer and stronger now. His weight had to be at least tripled. He felt so good… so big… so powerful… By the time the giraffe was wiggling on the floor and desperately trying to find his own shrunken arousal inside his floppy and loose jumpsuit, though, that was no longer a problem for Yolk. His huge biceps bulged, each massive orb bigger than his own head. Was he at least eight feet tall now? Maybe nine? He couldn’t even tell - the others were all getting so much smaller than him. His tongue lolled over his lips as he rolled onto his belly and got on all fours. His knees were too wobbly to walk, and the growth spurts made it hard to think about anything but getting his rocks off. A side-effect of the growth, no doubt. Yolk could feel the heat growing still. He clenched his sharp white teeth together as his dense brow furrowed. His huge arousal stretched in his jumpsuit and he had to stop. The fabric was tight - too tight. It cut into his belly and stretched uncomfortably around his balls. At least he’d removed the upper half earlier. “Hnnnnghhhh!” With a huge grunt, the blue monkey flexed his entire body. He leaned back and stretched his arms to the side while bulging his biceps and curling his wrists. The jumpsuit exploded off of him in a cloud of tattered fabric. His strained expression relaxed and as he leaned back, his powerful, prideful erection lurched into view. Thick as his massively grown forearm and just about as long, it was constantly rippling and growing and twitching and throbbing as the reward system fed more and more and more and more and more and more… the pulsing growth swelled his arousal, along with the rest of him, starting at the base with a thickening that made him want to cum harder than anything he could ever remember. And above all else, it felt gooooooooood… His hands stretched down, pawing at his swollen balls, as his cock grew thicker from the base up to the tip, adding substantial amounts in terms of both girth and weight. Fat veins popped from the flesh, rippling, as the blue-furred monkey’s growinng body shivered with mind-numbing pleasure. With another deep moan, Yolk fell back onto all fours and resumed the long crawl towards the moaning, shrunken coworkers still trying to figure out why they were all cut down to size - and still shrinking, from the looks of things. Yolk groaned. He didn’t know. He didn’t care. He was horny. Hornier than he could ever remember. He couldn’t think, he was so horny. If he forgot to breathe and passed out, it was because he was too fucking horny to care. The enormous blue monkey winced, then roared as a spout of pre-cum drizzled from the tip and didn’t stop. The constant, thick, musky leakage only increased in both volume and load as he crawled across the floor towards his coworkers, driven by an incredible impulse to breed. His thighs - now steel pillars, easily as wide around as the hips of the smaller of his coworkers - clenched and squeezed around the huge, fat blue-furred nuts swinging behind. His body was so huge… so massive… so powerful… how many hundreds of pounds of pure muscle did he have now? “Annnhhfff… can’t… have to… nnngghhhh…” Yolk had to pause again as he went through another sudden burst of growth and pleasure. His eyes widened, then relaxed as he felt what must have been easily another hundred pounds of muscle build up on his already overstuffed frame. He clenched his fingers into balls and pumped his biceps. The feeling almost made him cum. He was over ten feet tall, almost as big as the bull had been mere minutes ago. “Fuuuuuck, yesssss,” he moaned, his deep bass voice reverberating through the half empty office space. Several of the shrunken male’s nearby opened their eyes in shock at hearing the enormous monkey’s voice and several began helplessly thrusting as the deep reverberations echoed through their shrinking figures. The sunlight shining through the windows glinted off his blue fur as the gaping crowd of small and, from the way they were all pawing at themselves, horny males. Big rhino? Ha. Now slightly more than muscular and a long way off from his peak. Enormous giraffe? Now he looked positively slender, though Yolk’s eyes quickly noticed the thick, wide set of hips on the long-necked male. Brash and cocky bull? Now far less brash and even less cocky. The ringleader of the hazing crew lost almost all of his gains, leaving him at just about the same state he was at the start of his career in the moving services department. Where the rest of the crew retained at least some of their size - especially the ones who pitched in despite the hazing - the bull was practically scrawny now, with a wide and plump pair of hips, a narrow and smooth belly, a tight little chest with just a hint of definition in the pecs and abs… Yolk’s knees shook the entire floor as he settled into position. His huge paws wrapped around the bull’s ankles and hooves, then dragged him closer. The monkey’s enormous shaft bounced off the shrunken male’s chest and belly as both let out huge moans of arousal. Yolk thrust his hips as the bull’s arms wrapped around the massive organ. “So big!” the bull moaned. “Fuck, it’s big!” Yolk’s thighs tensed. Hearing another male praising his body made his balls tense up, and a moment later, a blast of thick, clear pre-cum splattered across the bull’s face and chest, drenching him in the monkey’s musky scent. Yolk looked down to his side when he felt paws on his hips. The giraffe was there, kneeling, still in the oversized clothes, and pushing his face and hands into the thick blue fur. As the monkey watched, an amused smirk on his huge muzzle, the giraffe huffed and moaned and ground forward against the muscular monkey’s side. More coworkers joined in soon after, and Yolk tipped his head back. His tongue hung over his thick lips as his hips kept surging back and forth, powering his massive cock across the squirming, shrunken bull in a clear case of disproportionate frottage. “I can’t believe how big he is,” someone said. Paws groped at Yolk’s pecs, sinking into his fur and massaging the enormous muscles below. “He’s huge!” “I can’t help myself… he’s massive… holy shit…” Muzzles quickly attached themselves to Yolk’s fat nipples. The monkey’s huge cock jerked in response, lifting up before smacking back down over the bull, making the smaller male cry out from the weight dropping over top of him. Yolk, who still had the bull’s legs in his hands, shuddered as the small male’s thighs squeezed around his huge length. “Flex, please, flex for me!” another voice said. “Please!” “Show us how big you are!” Yolk shuddered. His huge length jerked again, once more flooding the bull’s face with a drizzle of heavily scented pre-cum. The monkey just couldn’t get enough of this feeling of power as the fat-rumped males squeezed against him, desperate to feel his huge and muscular body. Sure, why not… give the people what they want, right? Yolk’s lips spread into a sharp grin as he let go of the bull’s legs and instead curled his arms up, making his biceps pop. Two or three of the small males hung off his arms as he lifted them off the floor, clearly showing off his power as they dangled. Loose, baggy clothes fell from their bodies as they whimpered and moaned. Yolk grunted and looked around, surveying the pile of males worshipping his massive new body. The bull’s face was buried in the tip of his cock as he humped at the underside of the enormous length. The giraffe was one of them sluts hanging from his biceps. The Clydesdale was humping his thigh and dragging his muzzle over the veins popping from the side of his cock, while the grizzly was one of the two sucking on his nipples and fondling his pecs. It was good to be the king. But he also wanted more. The monkey stretched and flexed again, eliciting a series of high-pitched moans and needy grunts from the males surrounding him. His arms dropped, and he grabbed the bull’s ankles again. His hips pulled back, and back, and back, dragging the massive monkey dick down the bull’s chest and belly until it flopped to the floor, then shoved back forward between the smaller male’s legs. Yolk stared down, eyes narrowing with lust, as he watched the squirming, moaning bull try to wriggle away. The monkey’s cock was clearly far too big; the tip was as fat around as the bull’s hips. But to Yolk, that wouldn’t present an issue. His fingers tightened as he dragged the bull’s ankles back towards him. There was an enormous, bellowing “MOOOOOOO” that filled the entire large office space for the next minute or so, along with a few gushing and stretching noises underneath. Yolk’s eager growls provided the bass to the orchestration. The bull’s hands went to his belly. He lifted his head, looking down at himself in shock, as his body contoured to the monkey’s massive erection. “Look at him,” someone moaned. “He’s sleeving! Look at the stretch!” “Fuck, I need that dick in me, too,” another of the skinny fat-rumped femboys moaned. “He’s so big… I love his muscles…” Yolk trembled as he thrust forward. The bull’s belly distended and stretched as he was forced open. By the time he was halfway down the huge monkey cock, the bull was hanging from his stretched stomach. Both arms fell to the sides, and his head rolled side to side, limp, with his tongue hanging out. A look of absolute bliss smeared across his glassy face as his own erection - a toothpick in comparison to Yolk - kept erupting with tiny shots of seed as one orgasm after another turned what was left of the bull’s mind into little more than a chemical factory to provide stimulants for further monkey muscle worship. Yolk’s fur puffed out as he felt his climax nearing. His hips pounded forward and his huge erection speared upwards, lifting the bull off the floor entirely as the peak of his arousal rippled through him. “Rrrraaaaaaawwwwrrrrrr!” The bull’s throat swelled and his mouth stretched open as a wave of thick white cum flooded out any available exit. His belly bloated, inflating like a balloon with a helium tank. The outline of Yolk’s enormous maleness disappeared in the rounding out of the bull’s formerly huge, muscular, abdominally-charged belly. “He’s cumming!” “Ooooh, the taste…” “Mmmfffhh!” Multiple of Yolk’s coworkers attempted making out with the bull as shots of thick white cum pumped through him. Several came themselves, shooting weak loads across the monkey’s fur in tribute, though his own production easily washed them away. Yolk groaned as he felt fingers and teeth and tongues and so much more groping and licking and biting and caressing his body. It felt so good… he felt so powerful… and watching the bull’s dazed, shocked expression as Yolk gave him the filling of his life? Well, that felt the best of all. A few more minutes, a few more blasts, and Yolk casually dragged the gasping and gurgling male from his oversized dick. The bull landed on his back with a splat and didn’t move other than the jiggling in his bloated belly with each gasp of cum-scented air. “Yooollk,” the full male mooed. “Moooooooreeee… moooooooore!” Yolk grunted as his huge erection stretched out from his hips, still fully hard and throbbing with need. “You’ve had your turn,” the big monkey said, turning back towards the group of eager worshipers. “Who’s next?” Muzzles, rumps, it didn’t matter. Smooth, long, thick, deep strokes into whatever he could wrap his hands and nimble feet around. The moans rose and fell, ebbing along with his thrusts, rising sharply when he felt the vinegar fill… Yolk was in a haze as he filled them one after another, taking them as deep and hard as he pleased. Their eager cries of lust and pleasure made him go even harder, flooding each one until they couldn’t even move. He couldn’t have known what it appeared like from the outside, of course. Not that there would be anyone looking into the tower from outside unless they were in a helicopter. But he couldn’t have known the sight he presented: well over a dozen feet tall, he towered over the biggest of his coworkers now. Like him, the sudden and dramatic changes spurred some sort of physical reaction - they were practically throwing themselves at the monkey as heat drove their bodies onwards. Fingers and claws dragged across his massive pecs, his bloated balls, his deep abs, and his world-shattering glutes. Moans and words of praise filtered up to the enormously tall and strong monkey like prayers to a god. Yolk moaned, encouraged, wanting more attention yet as he blasted his thickness deep into the next available male. He could cum so much and so hard and still keep fucking… it was soooooo goooooood and the blue monkey’s thoughts quickly scrambled into a haze of lust as his paws groped and grabbed and dragged the smaller males around him like so many sex toys to test out. He even got to the point where he started rating each one, and by the third round, he found his favorites - and he made sure to let them know. “Fuck, your ass is so tight!” the monkey growled as he filled the Clydesdale for the fourth time. “I can’t get enough!” The other nine were either groping at him or laying on their backs with full bellies begging for more. Yolk’s huge dick flopped forward into the pile. Four or five of his coworkers spread themselves against his enormous dick and heavy, full, pulsing balls, all while moaning and begging for more. The words made Yolk’s ears perk up and his heart race even faster. Hearing the formerly cocky and rude bull gasping in a high-pitched voice full of greed for more more more of the muscular monkey. Yolk grinned. Their fat, cum-filled bodies felt nice and warm against his dick and balls, like he was fucking a furry waterbed. Warm and soft and tight… Yolk’s lips curled into a grin as he leaned backwards, lowering his shoulders to the floor. He put his hands behind his head, then grinned as he watched his coworkers struggle with the weight and heft of his oversized erection as it flopped up and landed across his abs. It easily stretched past his nipples and was almost as thick around as his hips, but the size only seemed to motivate his coworkers further. “Oh, yes… he’s so big… I can’t believe it…” “Oh my God, these muscles…” “Beautiful… beautiful!” Yolk licked his lips. He flexed his biceps and pumped his pecs. The hands stroking and squeezing and exploring his body moved even more vigorously. “Yolk… he is the supreme one,” one of his coworkers moaned. “Supreme one,” another repeated. The giraffe took advantage of his neck’s natural length as he leaned over the blue monkey’s side. His lips pursed as he suckled on the dark navy nipple protruding from the seat of blue fur across Yolk’s left pec. The monkey’s hand lifted, then descended across the back of the giraffe’s head and half of his long neck, keeping his mouth spread wide around the plump, fat nipple. “Good boys,” Yolk growled, his deep and powerful voice sending a spasm of pleasure through all of his femboy’d coworkers. “Make sure you show me how much you like all this beef now… and maybe I’ll give you a reward. Heh heh heh…” The renewed frenzy of worship made Yolk’s huge balls clench and then roll back, half-trapping the coworker who was desperately squeezing and stroking and humping against them. Yolk didn’t bother trying to free him; instead, it was just another tickle of pleasure they ought to be providing to him anyways. His lips spread, his fanged smile growing, as his huge erection jerked and throbbed. Moaning males threw their skinny chests and wide hips into his length, stroking along the bulging veins or urethra, before his cannon lurched upwards and then dropped with a splatter over his shoulder. Tongues began to lick across Yolk’s body - one on each leg, one on each arm, multiple across his chest and belly, cock and balls. He didn’t have to do much as he enjoyed the pampering. It was about time his weak and useless coworkers made themselves useful, after all. The monkey’s tail lashed around the neck of the rhino, who happened to be closest to the tip of his arousal, before it pulled him in close, facefirst against the broad, pulsing pink head. The extra friction was enough to produce a large welling of clear pre-cum. “Yolk is so big… he is the biggest… he is the biggest… “I’ll serve you forever, Yolk! I’m yours… just let me brush your fur!” “Muscles… his muscles… can’t… stop thinking… about monkey muscles…” How long did it last? The reward system wasn’t supposed to go for more than an hour or so according to the schedule. Yolk wasn’t sure. He wasn’t going to stop anyways. Nothing could stop him now - he was over a thousand pounds of pure, solid monkey muscle, and that half-ton express was solidly on the tracks to humptown, population: 10. The giraffe was first to go limp in the monkey’s hands. The big long male was like a sleeve as Yolk’s huge shaft burrowed deep, bulging his belly and flooding him with pre-cum, causing a visible ripple up his long neck before the excess came out of his mouth and nostrils. Tossing the weak giraffe aside in a pile of hooves and neck, Yolk turned his attention to the bear next, then the lion - he hardly got a few strokes out of either before they blew their loads and went limp and loose. Useless, weak, pathetic males! “Hrrrrr… fuuuuck!” Yolk roared. His whole body flexed as one last big ripple washed through him. Another few dozen pounds, the cherry on top of his powerful sundae, left him a staggering fifteen feet tall, twelve hundred pounds, with nearly ten percent of his mass overall in his cock and balls alone. A chorus of groans as several of the femboy toys lying around came just from the big male’s rumbling voice alone. The bull fit somehow, though it shouldn’t have worked - the bull’s hips, though ample and round, were less than half the thickness of the monkey’s oversized hypercock. Well, it wasn’t really a mystery how it worked - Yolk just grabbed the ringleader of the hazing committee around the hips and slapped him down like a sleeve. The bull’s eyes bulged as the monkey’s fingers dug into his chest and belly, but then Yolk began pumping his arms. The bull’s whole body stretched as Yolk thrust, thrust, thrustthrustthrust! “Nnnnnnnggrraraaaaahhhhhhh!” The bull’s neck swelled, this throat opened and his jaws parted for the volcano of cum that spewed from within. The outline of the huge monkey cock disappeared in the flood as the bull’s arms and legs dangled to the sides of his balloon-like body. There was a wet slump and slap as the bull hit the floor, then a few more moans and cries as the monkey quickly worked his way through the rest of them. When not getting their outlooks on how to properly treat a monkey coworker changed, they gathered around his massive, swinging balls and thighs, grinding and humping and hugging until he had his way with them as well. The sun had long since set, but Yolk didn’t, couldn’t, wouldn’t stop. The floor rumbled with his size as he used every bit of his new muscular body to have his way again and again and again… until the sun came up… and down… and up… and down… Yolk woke up with a start. As he sat up, half a dozen bloated, rounded bodies tumbled down around his chest and sides, splatting on the floor like sponges. The entire office was a mess. And Yolk was still huge. The monkey grinned as he heard a familiar ding. Looking around the pile of small males, he eventually found his phone amidst the scraps of his clothes. With just a tip of a pinky he was able to open it up and find the message. Apparently the rewards program went a little haywire due to the size of his gains. He had been due a substantial amount, of course, and all of his coworkers stood to lose after the reckless hazing, but obviously there’d been an error. There was a brief technical explanation, a simple legal notice that SynTech was not, in any way, responsible and would not be taking any effects to add or remove additional weight beyond the reward program’s guidance, and that he was welcome to appeal the decision if he liked. Everyone affected by the mistake would be compensated with two-times wage for three months, not that Yolk gave a darn about money at a time like this. The monkey grinned. Between his thighs, his massive cock shifted, growing and thickening inside the red bull still wrapped around the tip. The bull’s belly was twice his own size at this point, a massive round balloon of thick, potent monkey jizz. The whole thing sloshed as the bull brayed with the movement of his hips being dragged deeper down the massive, hyper-sized monkey shaft. The bull’s skin outlined Yolk’s hyper-sized arousal for only a moment before the first few shots of cum turned him into a cream puff. His stomach slumped outwards, stretching tens of feet across Yolk’s huge and powerful legs. “The message even says they’re giving us the week off to get used to our sizes,” the monkey grunted, a smile stretching from ear to ear as he felt his cannon rear back to fire off yet again inside which toy was currently getting sleeved from tip to base on his oversized dick. “That sounds fun, right boys? Don’t worry, though… you’re all gonna have plenty of opportunities to make up for hazing me over the next few days!” The end