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title: Better in Bully Batter
pubDate: 2023-02-20
authors: bad-manners
isFeatured: true
wordCount: 19100
contentWarning: >
  Contains: Non-fatal similar size cock vore, with willing pred, multiple unwilling/semi-willing prey, and implied perma endo with trait theft. Also includes consensual sexual situations (M/M, M/F), hyper, cock sizeplay, netorare/cuckoldry and marriage play, cum inflation and weight gain, auto-fellatio, public sexual situations, and public vore.
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description: |
  Years after graduating, a whole week to meet with former high-school classmates can lead to certain developments. Some more salacious, and others completely unexpected. And for a former bully, it happens to be both.

  My second commission for Scion! This one is entirely dedicated to long-term cock vore, which I've never written at this scale before. Although I haven't ever written anything at this scale; this is my longest standalone story to date by far, because I went way overboard on descriptions. Enjoy!
posts:
  eka: https://aryion.com/g4/view/876776
  furaffinity: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/51444301/
  weasyl: https://www.weasyl.com/~badmanners/submissions/2245853/c-better-in-bully-batter-vore-story
  inkbunny: https://inkbunny.net/s/3010009
  sofurry: https://www.sofurry.com/view/1992371
  sofurrybeta: https://sofurrybeta.com/s/dmW3GPwm
tags:
  - cock vore
  - anthro predator
  - anthro prey
  - male predator
  - male prey
  - multiple prey
  - willing predator
  - unwilling prey
  - similar size
  - implied perma endo
  - endo trait theft
  - straight sex
  - gay sex
  - orgy
  - masturbation
  - hyper
  - netorare
  - commission
commissioners: scion
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## The first day

"Hmmm, what about John...?" Susie wondered out loud, the curvy goat adjusting her large butt on her seat as she eyed the former classmate. "Maybe not... Dogs were never my thing."

"Well, I've been wanting a piece of Silas ever since we graduated!" The cow standing next to her blurted out. Rita would've crossed her arms in front of her chest, were it not for the massive tits she sported to match her big hips. "He was on the football team back then."

The goat turned to her. "Silas? Isn't he gay?"

"Since when?"

"Since always! He's always posting photos with his husband on Feastagram." Susie took out her phone. "Besides, I don't think he's coming here today."

"Really? Aww..."

Rita took another sip of her red wine. She and her friend had been quite excited for this high school reunion. It'd been years since they'd seen most of these former classmates, and now they had a whole week to remake acquaintances. However, for the two plump girls, their plans included a lot more contact than simply shaking hands. As such, they were hoping to find a partner willing to do the same, since many attending the reunion should've been expecting to take someone else to their hotel room.

A lot of the men in this hall were married – but so were Rita and Susie. While the goat kept scouring through her phone, Rita looked over at the opposite corner, where two males, a striped otter and a spotted cheetah, had been talking enthusiastically with each other. Her husband, Nigel, waved when she noticed the pair, and the cow smiled back, before Susie's phone took her field of view.

The extremely busty cow inspected the selfie of Silas with another man. "...What is this? Greece?"

"Yep. Sent 15 minutes ago."

Rita sighed. She wouldn't be getting to play with the jock, after all. The bovine pushed her friend's arm away, before her eyes gaped at the man making his way into the hall. He was a tall, handsome alpaca, literally standing out from the crowd between him and the two women. The white-wooled man had a leather jacket and pair of pants, which only accentuated his muscly bulkiness. He wore a confident smirk on his face, and – as the two ruminants saw once the crowd dispersed – had a large bulge in his pants. He was clearly well-endowed, and both women's attention was brought to his groins.

"Who is he?!" They said in unison, before looking at each other.

"W-Wait, I thought you were keeping tabs on everyone from our school year." The cow asked Susie, putting down her glass on the counter; the goat slowly shook her head in response. "Not everyone, apparently..."

The goat leaned forward on her seat and squinted, trying to catch the name on the tag around his neck, but it was too far away to read. Quite a few people were staring at him, too; including Nigel and Gabe, who both seemed uneasy about his arrival. As for their two wives, they'd decided that their eye candy shopping was over.

Dressed in a biker get-up, the alpaca strutted across the hall, unconcerned about bumping into his former classmates as he made his way to the bar. Before he stopped at the counter, he exchanged gazes with both of the luscious women, and walked right into the middle of them.

"Hey, bartender." He called out with his booming voice. "Bring a whiskey on the rocks, will you?"

Both Susie and Rita were red on the face by his proximity. The goat felt his arm and leg brush on her, letting her realize just how muscular he was; the cow noticed the lack of rings in his hands, and inspected the nameplate that had tilted her way as he leaned in front of her; and both could get an idea of just how hung he was from the massive bulge, glistening under the light on his black leather pants.

"D-Dedalos..."

"Yeah?" The alpaca turned as the cow read his name off his tag. His smug gaze revealed him to be a dominant.

"I-I'm Rita... I was wondering if you'd be i-interested in a threesome later tonight...?"

"Hey, Rita. Forward, aren't you?" Dedalos grinned, and grabbed his glass on the counter. He turned to the goat's tag, who was trying her best not to squeal from arousal. "Hmm... So the threesome would be both of us, and...Susan, here?"

"J-J-Just call me Susie..." She squeaked frailly, before regaining composure. "Wait, no...! Rita, I saw him first. I call dibs!"

"Dibs? But _I_ saw him first. If anything, Nigel is gonna watch me get fucked by him!"

"No...? I'm making Gabe watch me ride some alpaca dick. You can find someone else!"

The alpaca kept following the ongoing argument of the bickering women, and downed his liquor in a single shot. He raised his hand between them, knowing it'd make them stop. He was quite used to having such a powerful effect on women.

"You're both married ladies, aren't you?" They nodded complacently. "And you both wanna make them jealous, don't you? Well, I'd love nothing more than the company of these two beautiful women for the night, so... Why don't you all come to my hotel room after the main event?"

The women looked at him, then at each other. Rita noticed a twitch in his pants; Susie was the first to speak. "All of us...? Including our husbands?"

"Of course! I'd love me a flustered audience. They might even pick up a thing or two from watching me!" He winked at the cow, and squeezed the goat's thick thigh in his hand. "Mmm... It's gonna be a fun night, I can tell. Come meet me in room 77 after dinner. And definitely bring company!"

Dedalos turned around and left with a deep chuckle, leaving the two haughty women blushing and speechless as he mingled back into the crowd.

\*\*\*

"Seriously? Dedalos, of all people?!" Nigel complained as he followed his wife through the hotel's hallway. "He was the school bully!"

"Fifty-one... Fifty-three..."

"Rita, are you listening to me?"

"Oh, don't worry, Nigel!" Susie was the one who answered, her plump ass swaying under her dress as she walked. "That was years ago. He probably doesn't even remember it."

"But we do!" Gabe interjected. "And Nigel is right. What did you even see in him?"

The chubby goat smiled. "You'll both figure it out soon."

"Seventy-five... This is the one!" Rita announced, excitedly counting the doors until they'd arrived in front of Dedalos's room. The cheetah and the otter appeared quite less excited than their wives, but despite their objections, they had still come. The cow ignored the 'do not disturb' hanger on the knob, and knocked on the wooden door.

"Did you at least bring some cream...?" The otter asked meekly.

"Yes." Both women answered. It was some 'cock expansion cream' that they bought regularly from an online supplier. After rubbing it over someone's dick, it'd grow temporarily for some extra fun. Given Rita's and Susie's extra large features, however, it was all but mandatory when they wanted to get fucked by their husbands; their normal sizes simply didn't satisfy them anymore. They'd thankfully managed to snag the last units online a few days ago, and brought the tins in their purses.

The door unlocked, and Dedalos emerged, wearing only his biker leather pants and a wide grin. The tall alpaca stared at the couples and walked back to his large bed, inviting them in without any utterances or gestures. The two husbands followed their wives, and the cheetah closed the door behind him.

Rita spoke first. "S-So, what were you thinking–"

She interrupted herself when Dedalos dropped his pants, exposing his thick and long erection to their awe. They could now see just how hung the bully truly was, his shaft bigger than Gabe's and Nigel's combined by every standard – easily over two feet in length alone. The manly musk discreetly permeating the room was now filling everyone's nostrils.

"I was thinking...that we jump straight into the fun."

The cow and goat couldn't drop their dresses quickly enough, fumbling to each side of Dedalos to admire his uncut, throbbing dick. Meanwhile, the otter and cheetah, jealous of how their former bully had hypnotized their wives in an instant, begrudgingly took off their own clothes and name tags. However, their modest erections told a different story.

The alpaca smiled at the attention that his cock was receiving from the two thick women. Not even both pair of hands could fully grasp his manhood, and he admired the naked bodies kneeling before him, already imagining what type of fun they would have tonight. One of them, a reddish goat with the biggest ass that Dedalos had ever seen, although the rest of her curvy body was nothing to scoff at. The other, an hourglass figure white cow with black blotches, huge tits, and wide hips, equally as eager to please his cock. Both ruminants were big, plump, and soft, and the bully wanted nothing more than to fuck them all night long – and perhaps, even beyond tonight.

Their husbands were a different story. Meek, shy, and very flustered about the scene unfolding in front of them. They were clearly turned on by the whole situation – and so was Dedalos. Although he wondered if they were former classmates as well... He could scarcely remember who he'd bullied back in the day, and they'd made no mention of it to him so far. Oh, well. What really mattered was happening right now, between these four walls, with these four other people. The look on the cuckolds' faces only made him more aroused, but his cock was already as big as it would get.

Or so he thought. A pair of hands withdrew from feeling his length, and when Rita's hand returned, the fingers had a cool, gelatinous substance on them. Dedalos looked at the cow, who was rubbing a blue lotion on the veiny skin. It wasn't any lube that he'd ever seen before. But before he could ask her about it, the striped otter raised an objection.

"H-Hey! That enlargement cream is supposed to be for us!"

"I'm the one who bought it, honey," she answered playfully, "and I think Dedalos here will make much better use of it than you."

An enlargement cream...? That could be interesting, the alpaca thought. He was big enough au naturel, so he'd never sought out any artificial enhancers. But if the cow thought that his large member wasn't enough of a challenge already, he was game for some extra kinky fun. Seeing her friend, Susie was inspired to do the same, and she dug into her own purse to take out a twin round container. The goat popped out the metal lid, and used her hands to smear its contents on her side of his cock.

The creamy concoction felt chilly and tingly, but he couldn't tell any difference in his size so far. More and more got smeared onto his skin, until both girls were scraping their cans for the last remains. Their husbands sighed in frustration, more so from not getting any of the cream than the fact that they were both stroking a stranger's shaft right in front of them. The women were quite diligently getting the blue goo on every single inch of alpaca cock, from base to head. But other than making him more sensitive, any intended effects were still delayed.

Then, he felt a pulse. One throb, and his member absorbed the enlargement cream, pushing against the women's hands as it grew thicker and longer. Another throb, and easily got a whole feet bigger than its original size, with no signs of stopping its expansion. In fact, it would take a couple of minutes until the lotion had worked its full effect – and by the end of it, his cock was not only over seven feet long, but as thick as his bulky torso!

Perhaps they'd used too much cream, but both women were gushing from too much lust at the alpaca's new size. And Dedalos did love his new volume, and at how sensitive the enlarged penis felt as it hung in the air. Although he wished that it would stay like this for longer than a single night, and that his balls would've grown as much as his new endowment.

"Aw... But I wanted some of it!" The otter complained, and trudged straight towards the bully's large head. "Give it back!"

Hoping to get some of the enhancing cream's scraps, and pass it to his relatively puny but achingly erect cock, the striped mustelid cupped his hands on the slick layer clinging to the alpaca's shaft. But the now transparent glob seemed glued to his white foreskin, its usefulness absorbed into the bully's meat. The small male seemed undeterred, as Nigel started rubbing his own dick against the alpaca's in desperation for any remaining cream.

"Give it up, small fry. This is what your wife wants." Dedalos roared. But he'd hoped that the otter would take it not only as a challenge, but an invitation to keep going with this desperate attempt.

The cuck inadvertently complied. His frustration and frotting felt extremely pleasurable on the enlarged glans, which was bigger even than his head. The two women massaging the bully's cock chuckled at the sight.

"You should also come here and admire Dedalos's incredible cock, Gabe." Susie told the cheetah, who'd been standing far away in the corner. "Now, he's much more of a man than you could ever be."

The spotted feline looked down in embarrassment, but shuffled to the huge-assed goat's lap, sitting on his wife's large thighs as he was compelled to worship the monstrous member. Each vein was thicker than his fingers rubbing on it, and the cock emanated such potent warmth and musk. It felt irresistible, and the cheetah couldn't help but get a taste of alpaca with his tongue. That slick and grand penis would soon be filling up his wife's butt, and there was nothing that he could do...

Dedalos smirked. The two husbands, who were meant to be his audience, were now the most active participants. One of the cucks knew his place, lapping his feline tongue at his dick – wishing that it belonged to him, but accepting the alpaca's superiority. But the otter wouldn't admit defeat. He tried and failed to retrieve any of the cream, grabbing onto Dedalos's foreskin for leverage as he humped his crotch on the hyper cock. In one way or another, the mustelid wouldn't let go of that enormous symbol of virility, thrusting his small penis between the alpaca's foreskin and glans.

Unbeknownst to the bully, some of the cream's side effects had begun to manifest. He felt his balls clench and sag lower, beginning to rapidly produce more seed that would last him the whole night. However, not all changes were strictly physical. In some sense, he felt that the otter and the cheetah could serve him in a much better way. Not simply as voyeurs or morsels, no... Somehow, they could make him even more of a man, erroneously paraphrasing the goat. In fact, they almost looked...appetizing?

"Alright, boys. It's time for the ladies to play with Dedalos." The cow said, standing up as her drooping tits bounced. "Now, let go of his cock, you're not getting any cream any time soon."

"N-No...!" The impulsive otter replied to Rita, shoving his fingers into the precum-leaking meatus to grasp for balance, as he continued to fuck the skin around his uncircumcised cock.

The bully moaned in surprise, as it awakened some hidden desire in him... One which his body seemed more than happy to subconsciously act on, in fact, as his dickhole seemed to suck on the intruding digits. The striped otter was slick in the transparent remains of the unabsorbed lotion, now acting as a lube along with the pre drooling onto his wrist. The alpaca had an intrusive thought: that the cuck-in-denial could most likely fit down his enlarged urethra. The idea felt surreal, but at the same time, suddenly...tantalizing.

A moan from the smaller male announced his orgasm, and otter seed spurted into the pocket of Dedalos's foreskin. It was barely enough cum to balloon the enlarged white skin perceptibly. And, of course, it did little to increase the mustelid's now-deflating cock. The semiaquatic mammal sighed, frustrated despite his reclamation attempt and eventual release, and jumped off the monster member...or tried to.

His feet reached the carpet, but the otter's hand had been snagged in something fleshy and pulsating: Dedalos's cockslit. He had previously grabbed it for balance; now, the meatus had grabbed -him-, clenching over his wrist and holding it in place. He fought against the suction, but the penis had a mind of its own. And the alpaca was willing to indulge himself.

The bully had heard of cock vore before, but his size had never been big enough to try it on anyone. Nor had he ever felt so ravenous in this way. This hunger must have been a side effect of that enlargement cream, no doubt. But watching the otter's arm disappear into his member, he had the urge to try it. He was smaller than his whole dick, after all. Just how deep could he get him...?

Dedalos tried to clench his muscles, wondering if he could swallow him faster. He felt a surge as his testicles pulled up and clenched, which was an unusual and novel feeling in itself. The sensation ran up his sack and along his length, and with a powerful throb, his cock tugged more of that arm with a 'slurp'! The otter's face had been forced against his cockslit, and his muffled yell reverberated in the alpaca's urethra. His other otter hand pushed against the glans, but Dedalos's cock was too overpowering as it continued to slowly gulp the mustelid.

The cheetah sitting on Susie's lap gasped in shock, watching his friend slowly become a struggling bulge in that enormous white cock. Although the bully was afraid that the two women would be equally horrified by the scene, nothing could have been further from the truth. While the big butted goat massaged his length with more vigor, the busty cow walked over to the small striped male, grabbing him by the waist and raising him off the ground towards the gaping tunnel.

"Rita, w-what the hell?!" The feline shouted at her, grasping his own head, before Susie took his hands and moved them back to the bully's cock.

She looked back at the spotted cat. "What? He seems to be enjoying himself." Another clench of Dedalos's cock pulled his shoulders in, and the mustelid's penis, still drooling fresh cum, was already fully erect again. "See?"

"Ack...! Mnng..." The otter groaned and moaned at the urethral walls coated in precum, embarrassed at how much he enjoyed being fed to his old bully's cock by his own wife. "Let me out now... Please!"

"What is he saying...?" The cheetah's voice made its way to Nigel's dampened ears.

"Oh, he's probably loving it!"

The otter was able to hear and feel almost everything that was happening. Their comments, Dedalos's grunts, the inside of his cock squelching and clenching him in, the intensifying tart aroma of cum. But his pleas and struggles seemed to fall on deaf ears, for some reason, being interpreted as 'loving it' instead. How humiliating... The alpaca had shoved him into lockers before, but now he was shoving him into his shaft. This was absurd! The otter's own erection being swallowed into the tight and musky darkness only added insult to injury.

"A-Are you sure that he's okay with it?" The feline asked, watching his long-time friend's face be reduced to a bulge in the underside of the bully's cock, grunting unintelligibly.

Dedalos answered between pants. "Huff... Wanna...see for yourself...?"

With a throb, his seven-foot member was raised towards the ceiling and positioned above the cheetah, before Dedalos released it right on top of him. It pushed him down, sandwiching him between the hyper cock and Susie's thighs. His face was smooshed close to the thick base, positioned underneath the otter's head, letting alpaca junk and spent enlargement cream become all that he saw, touched, smelled...tasted. The cheetah essentially started kissing his vanishing classmate, separated by a salty, throbbing, warm wall of white dick; though he wasn't sure if the otter could feel the feline's lips against his.

It wouldn't matter to the mustelid, as another surge – emerging from the hungry alpaca ballsack sagging on his spotted abs – brought more of him down the tunnel, moving his head even closer to the base. The added weight of cock and otter sank the cheetah further against the goat's fat legs, and Dedalos could spot the striped brown legs hanging outside of his meatus by the knees. While the spotted feline was trapped underneath the shaft which he was vigorously making out with, both women were massaging different spots, seemingly encouraging Dedalos to continue swallowing with his penis. The cow was no longer pushing his legs in, but he didn't need the help anymore.

Another lurch, and more of his trouser snake consumed the otter, leaving his toes and tapered tail tip exposed to the glob of precum at the entrance. Every inch of the slender mustelid added to his arousal, but his release still felt very distant. Perhaps his balls still hadn't produced enough semen to match his new size; or perhaps they were waiting for the blockage to pass. Even so, this already was bliss, far more than most orgasms. To be coveted and stimulated like this, stroked and filled; and Dedalos knew that these drawn-out sensations would only get stronger as the night turned raunchier.

The bully hadn't even noticed that the otter had disappeared from sight into his length until he felt his head at the base, stretching the deeper part of his ducts for the first time. The smaller male kept grunting throughout, this likely being his first experience with cock vore as well. But given the thrusting of hips directed at the cheetah's face, Dedalos assumed that he was enjoying his role as fodder.

In reality, the otter could barely even think, much less be aware of any other events in the room. Having been fully sequestered from the outside world, the sharp aroma of cum and thumping drums were stealing his focus, and satisfying the intense lust was all that his hazy mind could occupy itself with. He could also hear some low rumbling just ahead, which he could only assume was his destination in that damp darkness. His bully's body would soon become the only thing he could be concerned about; and with a more consistent fluid now lapping at his face, the mustelid was afraid that these feelings would immediately get more intense.

His head pushed into a wider but tight chamber, getting drenched in a pungent and creamy liquid, with a concentrated taste compared to the coating inside of the alpaca's penis. No doubt that this was very fresh cum, and the otter certainly was being deposited in one of the testicles. His balls weren't that big from outside, but the scrunched up folds began to stretch around him. Any hope that he would be too big for Dedalos to handle was dissipating; every inch of his body that turned at the bend of the hyper cock's base ended up going down the testicular sphincter just the same. The walls distended indiscriminately, and more cum seemed to flow from them to coat the otter's skin. He tried to struggle and move around, but with his head currently submerged in semen, he held his breath for yelling until he could crane his face towards a pocket of air. Which was easier said than done, given that he could barely tell up from down in here.

The man inside of Dedalos felt even more wonderful in his ball than he did in his cock. His sack jutted out with writhing bulges, sagging lower and lower until it pushed at the cheetah trapped underneath him. Both he and the women were immediately taken by the otter-filled orb, massaging it with their curiosity-driven hands. The villous walls within, in turn, groaned and flexed around the mass it seemed eager to probe against. The alpaca could feel every last inch slipping inside at a constant pace, entering his testicle without any difficulty.

In a matter of a few minutes, the otter went from being outside – fucking his foreskin –, to fully contained in his nut. All thanks to that enlargement cream not only increasing his features, but giving him new abilities and dispositions. The curled-up otter still managed to twist himself around in the spherical chamber, bringing his head up to bulge out his white skin and let out muted yells. But in the back of his head, Dedalos knew that the otter was fine within him. More than fine, really.

"You...actually s-swallowed him..."

Gabe was the first to break the silence with intelligible, unmuffled words. The alpaca smirked, using it as an opportunity to show off. Dedalos lifted his cock to give the cheetah some room, but still let his distended sack push down on his belly. The three pairs of hands – soon joined by the alpaca's – did little to conceal his overtly distended ball, as the captive otter pushed his arms and legs outwards underneath the skin and made the cum around him slosh audibly. The pressure felt amazing but was building up too fast, prompting the bully to flex his ball. To his surprise, his body reacted, pulling the testicle up and squeezing its contents back into a sphere, forcing his prey to submit and curl before drooping once more. The reaction seemed to have squeezed out some of the otter's fight instinct, and the bulge squirmed calmly.

"Is he okay?" The cheetah seemed skeptical.

"Mm, definitely... I'm sure he's loving every second." The bully answered lovingly, patting the moaning head in his nut.

"Why wouldn't he?" The goat, sitting underneath the feline, commented. "With all that batter around him, I'm sure it's like paradise."

The cow also chimed in. "Although..." She brought a hand to the other ball, cupping the entire smaller groaning sphere between her fingers. "His sack does look weird, uneven like this. Don't you agree, Gabe?"

He turned to look at Rita, then his wife, and then, Dedalos. They all had that same devious look on their faces, and it wasn't hard to guess why.

"W-Wait, don't tell me you're all thinking–"

"Why not?"

"B-But... I don't wanna get stuck in his ball... Especially -his-, of all people."

Dedalos wore a collected expression as he flexed his nut once more, letting it bob and drop down on the cheetah's belly with a noticeable 'slosh' coming from within. "Hear that? That's my seed... And I can only make more if someone else is filling up my ball. And you want me to make more so I can dump it all in your wife, don't you?"

"W-Well–"

"And besides, it's only for one night. I'll let you both out tomorrow."

The bully seemed genuine, but the cheetah was reluctant. He looked up at the goat. "Babe, are you sure about this...?"

Susie had no doubt in her mind. "If you let his cock swallow you, I'll suck yours."

His smaller penis twitched in response. That was the last convincing that he needed to nod meekly.

Dedalos chuckled. "Then let's not waste any time! Don't want to blow any loads outside of your wives."

More confident with his new dick size, the alpaca stood up and moved away from the couple, no longer shading them from the hotel room's light. Then, pushing his member underneath them, he managed to raise them off the bed! He wanted to speed things along, though not solely for the reason he gave.

After all, his first prey had been unwilling, and he wanted to try something different with the spotted yellow feline. Dedalos wanted him to give himself out of his own volition. And if the bully took too long, he'd certainly get cold feet.

Susie grabbed onto the cheetah as she was carried along, while Dedalos pushed his cock's head against the wall. The enlargement cream had mostly dried up, so the white skin wasn't greasy anymore, and there was little risk of her slipping off. The large shaft arced up along the wall for leverage, facing upward as the couple sat in the middle of its length. Her sizeable cheeks spread over his throbbing member, keeping her in place on the seven-foot slope, as the alpaca positioned them in a way where they would both have easy access to his drooling cockslit.

The cheetah looked up at it. "Umm... How do I–?"

"You saw me with the otter, right? Just stick something in there. Your head, your feet, whatever... I'll do the rest."

"My feet...?" He pondered a bit, wondering how it could be interesting to watch his own descent, then looked at the curvy goat. "Babe, do you think you can help me get in feet first...?"

Susie smiled. "Of course, sweetheart."

Dedalos watched the cheetah shuffle as the goat helped him up. He was about the same size as the otter, and about as lean, but the muscles in his abs, chest, and limbs had some definition, and his shoulders were broader. But like his friend before him, he was still smaller than the alpaca in every sense. Still, he was probably stronger than the other husband, and even if he was volunteering himself to feed his penis, it might have been fun to fight his stronger squirms... Hopefully, he'd be as active as him after the cock vore, when he was settled within.

The spotted feline lined up his body with the thick cock, with his toes pointing to its entrance, then crawled backwards as Susie helped him to not fall off. His lower body was almost vertical, and he pressed his feet against the glans, struggling to aim...until they snagged the gaping urethra, one foot after the other. Just as quickly as with the otter, the cock was sucking them in, devouring and swallowing its second prey with more ease now that it had warmed up and been stretched.

Like the cow who had guided the otter into the ravenous member before her, Susie was aiding the cheetah, pushing his body up as she sneaked her head underneath him. He felt her hair brushing his chest.

"W-What are you–woOAH! Ohhhh...hnf...!" Gabe grunted, as a second slurping noise could be heard. The goat was eager to fulfill her side of the bargain immediately.

Dedalos could feel his feline toes curling against the lubed walls as more of his ankles slipped inside. He couldn't see what the voluptuous goat was doing, but it wasn't hard to imagine, either. From the cheetah's incessant moaning, Susie must have been quite skilled with her mouth, and the alpaca could appreciate it indirectly, by how it caused the cheetah to writhe pleasurably. It also helped with the weird angle at which the husband was being consumed, feeling his kicks twist his urethra ever so slightly to ease his entrance.

The bully looked back at Rita, who was still massaging the otter-filled nut with one hand while rubbing herself with the other. There was some audible sloshing in the chamber whenever she pressed down or the cuck pushed out, no doubt the cum being produced by all the stimulation. He wanted so badly to fill up the buxom cow, and then the goat, for as long as they would want. For the whole night, even...! If they were up for it. But first, he needed to deal with the yellow cat.

Looking back at the couple, Dedalos saw that he was down to his thighs by now, with his feet bulging the top of his shaft, and the goat's lips had followed his loins along his fleshy entrance. There was a bunch of alpaca precum pooling on the cockhead, lubricating more of the spotted fur as the sunk legs continually dislodged more out of their way. The feline continued to kick idly, only making the alpaca more eager to send him down.

"I-I'm close...!" The cheetah gritted his teeth, now that his hips were dangerously close to Dedalos's flesh, feeling both the bully's and Susie's warm and wet bodies wrapping around him.

Until the goat withdrew her lips, that is. A strand of saliva from his erect dick followed her mouth before breaking, and she looked up at his deprived gaze.

"Sorry, sweetheart. Any further and I might get sucked in, too! And we can't have that." She spoke, her voice betraying some satisfaction from denying him his orgasm. "Let Dedalos here please you instead, okay?"

On cue, the bully's cock gulped more of him, bringing in his balls and the base of his penis, consequently sandwiching it tightly against his defined abs and the urethral wall. He looked down at the bulge he was making as he squirmed, then back up to see Susie's hand moving in to push down on his head.

"Uungh... F-Fuck...!" He grunted in pent-up frustration and arousal.

One of his hands moved down, unceremoniously shoving itself into Dedalos's cock to wrap around his own. The other hand pushed against the goat's wrist that guided him further into the inescapable shaft. The cheetah was clearly stroking himself, letting the slick and lubricated urethra serve as a replacement for Susie's mouth – even as it swallowed far more than just his dick.

He felt even better going down than the otter, the alpaca thought. Perhaps because he already had a full nut while he fed his cock, its creamy contents eager to spurt out explosively in what would certainly be the best orgasm that Dedalos had ever had. Of course, that'd likely push the feline out too soon, so he had to keep his focus for longer. His dick continued to act with a mind of his own, like a snake consuming its prey whole...but holy shit, did it feel amazing. The bully grunted throughout, if only to avoid a lustful roar from slipping out of his lips.

The wider parts of the cheetah's body were no challenge for his stretchy tunnel. Every new inch that slipped inside – already coated in Dedalos's limitless reserves of precum – just became another bulge, spreading his flesh around the writhing male. His feet was starting to travel to where Susie was sitting, though the weight of her ample ass was barely an obstruction to the strong pulls emerging from the alpaca's hungry ball.

The spotted yellow cat moaned, reaching his limit when the warm ooze crept up to his chest. Dedalos felt the smaller member throb inside of his, releasing cum on the wall...but his juices were barely a drop in the ocean of pre, to be swallowed down along with the furry obstruction in his dick. The cheetah's squirms only helped him along his slide down, and with Susie's shoving, he was shoulders-deep by now.

"When you're all the way in his nut," the goat whispered only to the cheetah, letting go of his head, "make sure to squirm hard. Squirm and make as much cum in there as you can."

"Huf..." He was still recovering from his climax and panting. "You...promised a blowjob..."

"I did. So, make sure that he cums hard. So hard that he'll have to push you out."

"Mnf...! O-Okay, babe..."

Her hand returned to push him down, feeling more of his lump slip under the white skin beneath her well-rounded curves. Every throb of hyper cock, every swallowed inch of cheetah, every slurp and squelch, all those sensations that she could only experience from her luxury class seat. But the real fun hadn't even started – and for that, her husband had to complete his journey. Once Gabe only had his snout and half an arm still outside, she removed her hand again, intent on not following him down the bully's cock.

The feline tried to grumble something – instead, getting some pre to invade his mouth. He tried to cough it before realizing that, fluid-wise, it'd only get worse from here. He stared at Susie once more before the pinching meatus pulled him down, forcing his face to stare at the roof before sinking down some more. With only his arm outside, some light intruded the fleshy tunnel's entrance, revealing the glistening pink walls around him. His spotted fur was slickly glued to his body, and he'd been reduced to a hyper's toy. He felt the vacuous suction on his toes, dragging him towards his new purpose: filling his former bully's nut.

Dedalos continued to drag him down, much like the other cuck before him. Although the otter had struggled within – which, back then, only helped him squirm further deeper –, the spotted cat had stood still after the goat had told him something in secret. It was a slower process, but there was less risk of blowing his load too soon, and more time to savor the sensations. He'd even lost track of Rita, who had stopped fondling his sack. The alpaca turned his head, and saw her lying on the other side of his large bed. The cow was running her fingers over her wide vulva, revealed between her spread, shapely thighs.

"I can't wait anymore... I need it -now-." She commanded with words, but the sight alone had been inviting enough for Dedalos to take action.

With the goat still sitting on his length, and an arm partially hanging out from his meatus, he spun around to aim the cockhead towards the bovine. Rita was wet, and she brought both hands to pull her entrance further open. Her vagina wasn't stretched enough to fit him in one go, but the cow seemed confident that she could take him. Dedalos wouldn't dream of denying her the challenge.

He brought his tip closer, aiming the spotted fist that was sticking out towards her bits. The cheetah's fingers parted her with ease, and she let out a soft cry of pleasure. She was quite needy, and only Dedalos could satisfy her. He pushed his length closer, letting the yellow arm sink inside her as his enormous glans pushed against her vagina. It didn't fit at first as expected, but she'd acclimate to his girth soon enough. His pre started to mix with her juices, lubricating the pathway just a bit more. He brought his hips back, giving her some pause, before once again causing the cheetah to inadvertently fist her, slightly deeper this time.

Susie could only watch as she rode Dedalos. With more of her own arousal building up, she saw her husband's arm slowly sink further into both of them with each hump, her own body getting closer to the cow when her snatch finally gave in and took his head in the third thrust. Her full-figured friend cried out in delight, feeling the alpaca's shaft bulge her out as it intruded the newly accessible space. Of course, Rita couldn't fit the whole dick, but its tip was more than enough to make her body quiver.

In the darkness of Dedalos's urethra, the cheetah could feel the different flesh and fluids lapping at his fingers, but pushing against the warm bovine wall drove them deeper into the cock, its meatus closing around his hand with a 'slorp' and locking him in. The cow's and alpaca's grunts followed the shifts of the jerking tunnel around him – as they were fucking around him, he realized. He was headed the same way his friend had just gone, aided deeper by the swaying motions of Dedalos's thrusting. Feeling his soles press into a hot and goopy chamber, he remained still, remembering Susie's words as he waited for his best chance.

Taken along for the ride on his cock as he thrust into Rita, the plump goat held onto the pliant white skin, glued as best as she could remain. It felt like the lewdest mechanical bull ride she'd ever experienced. In truth, the whole spectacle was getting her quite wet. Susie licked her lips, recovering some of the cheetah's musky flavor still in her mouth while he vanished underneath her seating. Dedalos continued to swallow him down uninterrupted, and as the goat looked behind her, the alpaca's other nut was starting to bloat with the feline. His feet very noticeable underneath that pale orb, pushing down next to the otter's chamber. It wouldn't be long until it grew just as big...

With the new weight inside of his nut, while driving his cockhead against the far wall of Rita's vagina, Dedalos felt a powerful throb in his shaft. Not yet, he thought...! Gritting his teeth and stopping all thrusting motions was his way to prevent his cock toy from being ejected early. That single strong pulse, of blood traveling through his veins and of seed bathing his urethra, almost drove him off the edge. So strong it was, that the rush almost squeezed the cheetah out and shifted Susie's balance, causing her to fall to the side onto the mattress. It could have been the most incredible orgasm of his life – but his hunger was greater than his lust.

Being this close to his plan being foiled, still feeling his climax just within reach, there was no time to waste. He could cum at any second, so first, he wanted – no, needed – that both of his balls be filled. With no one sitting above his shaft, he had total access to the feline bulge with his hands, using them to massage that groaning face deeper. His nut continued to churn sloppily over his legs, expanding faster around the dropping mass. The cow was still on the opposite end of his shaft, grinding idly on his uncut tip, wanting her own fill in one way or another. She was making it harder for Dedalos – deep down, he loved it.

The cheetah could feel the hot liquid with milky consistency paint more of his body as he slipped down to his nut. Aside from what seemed like hands pushing him down, the inner workings of the shaft all seemed subject to that thumping heart, beating faster in the ever-encroaching ecstasy. Each swallow and clench and squeeze and flare, in sync with the anatomical rhythm. It downed on him just how powerless he was in the bigger male's musky insides, just as his head pushed into the chamber filled with a salty and bitter mixture.

Dedalos felt that feline face slip beyond the base of his cock, underneath the top of his scrotum, and through the testicular sphincter. Like the otter, he was almost fully in his nut. Right now, only his arm hung limply in his cock, past his prostate. But he couldn't take it any longer. With the otter's incessant squirming, there was too much seed in his other ball, and he'd have to gamble on his ability to keep the feline snug inside his newly-enlarged member. For the first time in minutes, Dedalos let himself relax. And as expected, his overdue orgasm came.

The otter felt the walls squeeze him even tighter than any previous clenches, that creamy bath he'd been stewing in flying out through an indeterminate opening. The mustelid-infused cum flooded into Dedalos's urethra looking for an escape, but instead of propelling the cheetah outwards, the pressure forced his arm deeper, fully trapping him down the opposite dead-end. It worked out better than the bully had expected. The powerful stream flowed up the intended path, pumping copiously out of his cockslit into Rita's tunnel.

As it started to bloat her, the cow brought her hand, touching the sloshing belly jutting out as alpaca seed intruded her vagina and womb. A single spurt or two would have made her feel full – but she was still hungry for more. Her own female ejaculation was negligible in comparison to the hyper head hosing into her. And so was the otter's: as the nut's walls squeezed him out of any seed they could find, they also pumped his cock, draining him into making a small contribution to the alpaca's jizz. When it was over, the testicle only had the smaller male inside, but it didn't take long until it started to replace its spent semen.

Admiring just how much he'd bloated Rita − her tummy was now a bigger sphere than any of her boobs –, feeling his cock submerged in the pool of its own musky cream, he carefully withdrew himself from her vagina. His intention was to not let much fluid slip out, for her body to feast on as much alpaca seed as it could. He looked down at his squirming sack, the cucks' muffled grunts matching their hands and legs pushing out. Dedalos clenched both of them with his ball muscles, forcefully kneading them into submission. The pair was mostly evened out once more, but the cheetah-filled orb sloshed louder and bigger with another large batch of fresh batter. He looked over at the goat eagerly awaiting her turn, her eyes revealing her intent on solving this issue.

The spotted feline continued to fight against the milky churning walls, even after they'd attempted to press him down into a sphere. He tried to find the opening he'd come from, but there was too much hot cum to be able to feel anything. It felt like it seeped through every orifice in his body, flowing around regardless of his presence. Like he was a part of its trajectory. The salty and sour taste wouldn't leave his mouth, and he wasn't even sure how he was able to breathe in this oppressive globe of flesh, but the wet warmth seemed to seep into his guts and lungs like a musky amniotic fluid. A heaviness on his whole body accompanied the sensations, although he still had the energy to struggle against the captivity. He could even open his eyes without irritation, but there wasn't anything to see in the darkness of the rippled walls. His own voice felt muted to his ears as it traveled in the thick soup, although he could still tell what everyone else said – except from his nut neighbor's muffled complaints, of course. Still, when he heard the goat's next moan, he knew that the alpaca had begun round two. He remembered her earlier whisper to him; that was his cue to squirm faster.

Dedalos's cock tip was well lubricated with his own seed, and slipped between Susie's large ass mounds without trouble. He was curious to see just how well she could play with her mouth, after what she'd done to convince the cheetah – but at his current size, they were both crazy to figure out how much he could fill her backside. The alpaca thrust in, reaching far deeper in her bowels than in Rita's vagina, even if the whole shaft still wouldn't fit.

Susie, bent over and kneeling on hands and knees, tried to keep her butt relaxed as the bully fucked her doggy-style with his massively thick rod. She'd only ever had toys this big, never an actual cock. Driving in and out of her, it kept stretching her intestines. Such an incredible sensation...! But what Susie really wanted was for Dedalos to dump his load deep into her, and make her as euphoric as the bloated cow still moaning and rubbing her distended tummy. Hopefully, her husband was working hard in his nut by now, to make sure that the goat would have her fresh batch of jizz in no time.

The cheetah did keep his word – if only for a chance to escape and get his just reward, more than anything else. The batter-filled nut between Dedalos's legs, sagging above the mattress, lurched and jumped with his yelling squirms. To the bully's amusement, the attention made him feel more aroused and produce more seed in response. The alpaca decided to let him do as he pleased, since it was more a help than a hindrance.

The feline fought with more strength and stamina than the mustelid, pushing his fingers and feet against the groaning folds in a futile effort. Or...almost futile. With one luckily-aimed punch, the cat's balled-up fist found the exit in that chaos, pushing back up the vas deferens towards freedom. The alpaca and the cheetah were equally surprised when the flesh gave way to him, but before his prey could make any headway, Dedalos grunted and clenched his nuts once more. In one motion, he was swallowed back with enough force to whirl him midst that mixture, and both preys were compressed against his loins once more.

But with too much semen in his nut, the motion also squeezed some up the recently dilated duct, opening the floodgates to welcome another orgasm. His testicles ejected any seed and kept the husbands stuck inside, bringing an even more intense orgasm on the second time. Just as quickly as before, his jets shot up the veiny white member into his new mate, painting her digestive system in camelid cream. Like his enormous balls, Susie's belly began to sag and groan at the abrupt intrusion of an absurd amount of jizz. As he yelled his lungs out, Dedalos also took pleasure in imagining that the uncomfortably snug men may have also added some of their less virile sperm to the breaking dam.

Before he was even done, the goat fell forward, having had enough of a fill and landing on her sloshing stomach. The bully's cock slipped out and, naturally curved upwards, shot the last couple of thick ropes into the air to stain the furniture and remaining occupants of the room. The intense stench of musk filled the room, and the nearly imperceptible aromas of the cheetah and the otter that entrenched it was a sign of his clear superiority above the cuckolds – although, from their muffled moans, the two nut-fillers appeared to have enjoyed it just as much as him.

Dedalos sat back and spread his legs, admiring his handiwork on the large bed. The two beautiful full-figured women, even more curvaceous thanks to his seed in their bellies, making them both look pregnant. His large man-sized nuts, fully containing the sequestered cucks, who were writhing under his hands as he rubbed the distended skin. And his unnaturally engorged cock, splayed above his sack, taking up most of the space on the bed as it continued to leak cum from its slit. That enlargement cream truly was the stuff beyond his wildest dreams. His seven-foot member was still just as erect, eager for more fun as his cum deposits were getting refilled once more.

But the alpaca was still panting from his two back-to-back orgasms, and so were the women. As soon as they'd recovered, he'd make sure to put the hyper member to good use again, and fill them up with even more of his husband-infused seed. And perhaps go at it for the full night, rutting until they were claimed by exhaustion...

## The second day

Dedalos didn't know how late it was in the day when he woke up.

His body felt spent, lying down on the mattress as he faced the dried cum stains on the ceiling. His mind was hazy after a whole night of fucking, and even the light peering through the half-shut curtains wasn't enough to wake him up until now... Who knows how long it'd been. Someone's shoulders shuffled under his arm, and he looked over at the busty cow soundly asleep in his grasp. Rita reeked of his musk, and Dedalos could remember every nut into her from last night. Her belly had grown quite large, but if he wasn't mistaken by the dim light, it appeared that her other features had also fattened out a bit. Was it because of all of his seed...?

Susie wasn't in bed with them, and he turned his head the other way. He saw the goat sitting on the room's armchair, fully dressed, her soft and large ass pushing against the armrests to barely fit on the stained cushion. While rubbing her pregnant-looking belly with one hand, she checked her phone on the other, not noticing that he was awake.

"Morning, Susie." He grumbled tiredly.

Her eyes met his gaze at his greeting. "...Good afternoon. It's past 1PM."

"Really...? Well, shit! We really fucked until we passed out, huh?" The goat was quietly scrolling through her smartphone, not replying. "Umm, are you mad at me or something...?"

"Huh?" She lowered her phone and smiled. "Oh no, not at all! That was the best fuck I've ever had by far! It's just that...er..."

She pointed at his loins, and the alpaca looked down.

His balls were still a pair of massive white orbs taking up a lot of space on the bed. Although they seemed rounder compared to last night, with some added cushion, and the bulges from within were less defined as a result. However, the idle squirms of the confined prey indicated that they were both still fine, even if they trapped inside.

What Susie had called his attention to – he realized – was his flaccid cock. The very same reason why they seemed to be trapped. It had shrunk back to its usual size, and even still being longer and thicker than most other men's, it wasn't anywhere near the incredible seven-foot length from last night. His tip barely reached beyond the circumference of his nuts!

"So...they're stuck in me, now?" Dedalos chuckled at the amusing conundrum. "Well, it's no big deal. I can probably bring them back if you give me some more of that enlargement cream–"

"That's the thing: there isn't any more cream." Susie said bluntly. "Me and Rita used everything we had. And I've checked online for more, but they're out of stock."

Dedalos looked back at his balls and instinctively flexed, feeling his walls gently pressing down on the two males and sloshing with new seed. He couldn't shake off that feeling from last night that they were more than fine, so the alpaca wasn't too worried. At the very least, they should be safe within him.

The goat continued to speak calmly, apparently having arrived at the same conclusion that her husband would be fine. "Well, I've already used your shower, but you and Rita should do the same. There's a high school reunion we should get back to, after all. If you're fast, we might still be able to grab lunch."

The bully raised an eyebrow. "Me, get back? Like this?"

"What? Both of them were eager to remake acquaintances with their classmates this week, but you saw how shy they are." She snickered. "Well, apart from last night; usually, they're shy. But I'm sure they'll be glad to have you to break the ice.~"

He smiled at her idea. Dedalos was no stranger to turning heads when he entered a room, and these large nuts would certainly catch a lot of attention. The white alpaca wasn't sure if he had any pants big enough to cover himself, but he reckoned that he'd figure something out.

The cow next to him yawned, and rolled over away from his arm as she began to wake up. The bully got up from the bed, letting his sack flop out from the mattress and sway above the ground, bobbing between his legs and jostling the two occupants. Both the otter and the cheetah started to mumble within, startled by the sudden movement... Dedalos would have to get used to the weight of his sagging nuts, and to being more mindful of his tenants' comfort. Still, the way they squirmed felt so good that it was making him hard again.

"Good morning, you two." He rubbed the lumps on his sack, inevitably taking the two husbands with him as he headed to the suite's shower. The alpaca opened the water valve and, with some difficulty fitting his new endowment into the stall, stepped under the warm shower, rinsing the sexual fluids from his white fur before rubbing some soap on himself.

As his occupants continued to push out and excite him, Dedalos got fully erect. But he was surprised to see that his cock had actually grown about a foot, and was likely just above 40 inches now. It was definitely smaller than yesterday, but he could only wonder if this had been another side-effect of the cream.

Looking underneath the base, he was surprised to see some markings on his white fur that weren't there before, and which the suds couldn't wash away. They were two, each atop one of his balls. The first looked like light-gray stripes, and was almost unnoticeable...but the other was very clearly a cluster of cheetah-like spots. Dedalos wondered if letting the men stay in their balls for so long was causing him to take in their traits. And perhaps, his increase in size was due to their forced sleepover, and not a long-term effect of the cream.

Suddenly, he felt less concerned about letting them go, at least for now. He was intrigued to see how things would turn out...

\*\*\*

Not long after, the trio made their way back to the convention hall, with the tall alpaca leading the way. While Dedalos showered, the goat had explained to Rita the circumstances regarding her husband, but the curvy cow wasn't worried – in fact, she was giddy with excitement as she followed him. He wore a different set of top and leather jacket today, but with the impossible task of finding any pants that could serve him, the only way to cover most of his legs was to wear knee-high black socks. As for his naughty bits, there was no choice but to expose them... But the bully took it in stride.

A significant amount of eyes and whispers followed them along the way, and despite his overall confidence, Dedalos was a bit self-conscious about walking around with an exposed butt. Thankfully, as he strutted to the high school reunion, that wasn't the pair of round mounds that would call everyone's attention... His nuts weren't _completely_ exposed, he reasoned. Along with the tag with his name on his neck, he'd wrapped two more on each nut. They read "Gabriel" and "Nigel", and Dedalos had found them among the husbands' discarded clothes. He had placed each nametag on a different ball, but he wasn't sure who was the otter and who was the cheetah – although, in truth, he didn't really care for the distinction. Their role as ball filling was the same, in the end.

Every step caused his sagging testicles to jostle, moving the occupants and shifting their imprints. The cheetah was the less energetic, more obedient of the two. Trapped inside of the seminal folds, he paid attention to his surroundings, studying everything. Apart from the otter's near-constant muffled yelling, the feline still had a pretty good idea of what was going on outside. Most importantly, the circumstances of being unable to escape for now, which they'd mentioned a few times in earshot. The alpaca's subjugating heartbeat or the constant and invasive embrace of cream-like cum didn't help much, but spending several hours with both had gotten him used to them, much as he'd hate to admit. Curling up like this wasn't even that uncomfortable anymore, thanks to the massaging walls and fluids easing up his skin and muscles. Though the bully's unrelenting musk did keep him in a semi-permanent state of arousal. The walls milked an orgasm out of him whenever they clenched tightly, which did make it harder to focus on hatching an escape plan...

Dedalos had already expected to be stopped by oglers after they'd reached the main hall on their way to the restaurant. But not immediately.

"Whoa, Dedalos!" A feminine poodle stopped him right at the entrance, noticing the tags and bulges between his legs. "Don't tell me you're actually smuggling someone in your balls!"

"I-I am... Hah hah..." He scratched his neck, taken aback both at her forwardness and at how he couldn't remember her at all. But she definitely recognized him. It didn't help that she hadn't brought her own nametag.

"Never took our high school bully for someone who was into cock vore!" She got closer as she looked down, not even pretending to be disinterested in his squirming balls. "Hmm... Wait, is it really Gabe and Nigel in there? Those two nerds?"

His white nuts started to bulge out, as his captives seemed to struggle and grunt in reaction to their names. The alpaca let them make themselves known as they 'greeted' their former classmate, then forced a contraction to squeeze the fight out of them. His balls pulled inward and up, temporarily obscuring the new markings on the top against his groins, then relaxed and sagged down as the two cucks had given up on causing a ruckus. Consequently, a bit of pre started to leak from his half-erect member.

"Yeah! It's a long story..."

The poodle had her eyes wide, as did a few other observers around them. She spoke, mesmerized. "Wow...that's– H-Hold on, aren't those two married...?"

"Yep, to me and Susie!" Rita chimed in, wrapping her arms around Dedalos as she announced it. "But we're both fine with this. And so are they, I'm sure. At least, they've never complained. Right, babe?"

"Let me OUT!!" The otter shouted once more, knowing it would be futile. He could hear everyone speak so clearly, yet every chance he had at screaming fell on deaf ears. At first, he thought the trio might have been willfully ignoring him, but with more people around, he was certain that his every word was too muffled to be made out. It certainly didn't motivate him to fight his surroundings when, each time he opened his mouth, more fresh jizz would flood down his throat. He could do without that unwanted tangy and salty flavor assaulting his taste buds every time. But being so thoroughly steeped in it, he had no choice. At the very least, it seemed that he was able to subsist solely on its nutrients in the otherwise inhospitable chamber, so he wasn't at any risk – but if that was actually the case, the implications were dire for him and the cheetah...

He heard laughter outside. It seemed that the subject had changed as he'd been lamenting his happenstance.

"Oh, really? It just swallowed them down?" The poodle asked with vested interest.

"Yeah!" Dedalos spoke more confidently now. "I'm sure the cream helped, too. At least, this way, they managed to get in on the fun! You know, I never thought of myself as much of an 'aftercare' kind of guy, but I imagine that my balls are the biggest hospitality I can offer, right?"

His nuts churned audibly over their chuckles, further working on making their stuffing submit more. It was very subtle, but the alpaca felt his new striped and spotted patterns, and his cock, both grow. He wasn't sure if anyone else watching him had caught on to the changes.

A male bunny, too shy to approach until now, brought his floppy ears and burning cheeks closer to the sagging balls. His entire face seemed to turn red at the musky aroma being so close to him. "W-W-Why didn't you cover y-your balls...?"

"Well, my clothes don't fit anymore, now that these two dorks decided to move in."

Everyone around him chuckled at his explanation, but the rabbit winced a bit. Especially at the word 'dorks', so the alpaca might've touched a nerve. Maybe he knew them, or maybe the lagomorph was also someone that Dedalos used to bully in high school... Or perhaps, both?

"Let me guess... You wanted to 'catch up' with your old pals, right?"

If the rabbit had an extremely embarrassed look so far, Dedalos felt that he might have started hyperventilating, if his distressed expression was any indication.

"W-W-Well I-I-I uhhh... I d-d-d–" He froze and stuttered his fumbling words.

"Don't worry, go ahead and feel them." He roared, making it sound more like a command than an invitation. "I don't bite."

The bunny placed his two hands on one of those taut balls, and felt for himself the skin deforming over a 'dork' trapped inside. There were a few more 'hmmphs' echoing inside in response, which the lagomorph replied with dumbfounded grunts of his own. The jealous bulge manifesting in his pants told Dedalos everything that he needed to know. He'd never gotten this kind of admiration back in the day, when he was everyone's enemy at school. Now, he really enjoyed the change of pace.

It wasn't just the rabbit that wanted to touch his sack out of the crowd, but the others didn't wait for an invitation. A few more pairs of hands joined around his prizes, taking to themselves the task of massaging the two males, that had previously been relegated to the walls of his testicles. Even Rita was happy to lend a hand or two, joining the small group clumped around the eye-catching alpaca. But he noticed that the goat accompanying them was nowhere to be found.

"Hey, Rita." He called to the cow. "Have you seen Susie?"

"Yep! She went somewhere to buy lunch. She figured you'd be too busy with people to go anywhere, so she's grabbing us something, too."

Her own stomach grumbled, as did Dedalos's nuts. All that attention not only made his cock erect at over three feet, it was also causing his scrotum to balloon with new seed, getting rounder and sloshier around the solid masses within. His tenants reacted at the building pressure, only compounding the build-up with their stirring within. As he was filled with fresh jizz, however, so was his head filled with an idea.

He moved his arms around him, politely shooing the gropers. "S-Sorry, everyone, I need to go somewhere, and then we can continue with this." He looked at the hourglass-bodied bovine, and grabbed her hand. "But you're coming with me."

With his balls sagging even lower than before, Dedalos took Rita through the crowd, looking for a secluded place. He had enjoyed all of the lewd care, as he'd started to become the reunion's main attraction, but for what he had in mind, the cow might've preferred a private session... At the very least, the lustful look on her face told him that she wouldn't mind some alone time with the bully. Well, he remarked, 'alone' if he discounted the two unwitting participants.

There was a slightly ajar entrance in one of the back corridors, which appeared to be a small broom closet. Perfect. Dedalos lowered his head as he passed through the frame, then shut the door behind them. The alpaca only had time to flick the light on, and Rita already had her tongue lapping at his glans enveloped with pre. It seemed that she'd had the same idea as him, and he affectionately brought a hand behind her head.

"Good girl.~"

He continued to stroke the cow's mottled fur and huff as she let more of Dedalos's impressive member enter her jaws, her kiss slowly traveling down his length. Simultaneously, Rita would knead his musk boulders possessively; both of them were all for herself. Unlike when he'd had the enlargement cream, the alpaca's girth was currently at a very manageable size for her mouth. Although nothing would ever compare to the battering ram thrusting into her like last night – its massive load still making her belly pretty pudgy. Even with the weight she'd gained from the nutritious man-milk, she was hungry for more. More of his seed, of course, but also more moments with the bully, in order to become his object of desire, as her husband was relegated to serving him with his whole existence...

It was more than enough motivation to overcome any gag reflex, as she greedily slurped more of his shaft into her throat. Dedalos could see the bulge deep in her neck under the incandescent light of the closet, but another surge from his balls caused his cock to grow even more, milking his prey of their size through some sort of absorption. The alpaca was already pretty pent-up, but feeling her warm tunnel get comparatively tighter, he reached a breaking point.

His nuts worked his hot, thick cream up his ducts and straight into her throat, flowing into her stomach in seemingly unending spurts. There was no way that his borrowed testicle fillers could push back out that way; instead, they felt their world collapse back down on them, once more causing them to moan in pure submissive bliss.

With so much cum to be released through such a narrow exit, the alpaca must have been climaxing for a couple of minutes until he was done. Most of his seed supply had left his juicy nuts, leaving some to still envelop yesterday's cock meals, while the rest was gurgled away in Rita's very plump stomach, before she had even fully processed last night's meal.

She relaxed and removed her jaws around his rod, letting it slip out as it got flaccid. Saliva clung to the bits that had been enclosed within her, and her tongue gave a few sloppy laps at his tip to wipe off any lone white globs. Even after being so thoroughly filled, she couldn't get enough of the bully or the whole situation. This week was well turning into an actualized fantasy.

Rita smacked her lips as she read her husband's nametag on one of his balls. "Y'know, it's kind of weird. I've never done this with someone like you, but it almost...felt familiar."

"Familiar?" Dedalos asked. "Like, the taste?"

The supple-bodied cow paused to think. She patted her wonderfully filled belly, causing it to slosh. "Maybe? Almost as if...there's just a hint of him in there."

"Not that surprising. I can feel them both cumming in there every now and then. It might be mixed in there."

Cumming every now and then, huh... She tenderly rubbed her arms over both of his taut nuts, unsure if Nigel's nametag was over the correct one, and not remembering which one he'd entered last night. Wherever he was, she couldn't imagine how much he must've been enjoying himself. The testicles churned lightly, and the occupants could be heard grunting after their own orgasms. It was impossible to miss the stripes and spots on the top of his sack that'd crept up his groin – a clear sign that Dedalos's body was claiming them.

"It's not just the taste. It's like...déjà vu. Us, being a couple. As if it was always like this, or supposed to be like this."

"I hope I've been better than your husband at sex, at least." He joked, being loud so that his words would reach more than just Rita's pair of ears.

The sensually curvy cow stood up, scooting closer as her tibiae pushed against his smooth white orbs. "Soooo much better."

Rita smiled, and he returned the gesture by smirking and approaching her face.

"I wouldn't mind tasting some of your husband's cheetah cum myself."

She took the alpaca's invitation to kiss immediately. Her lips met his, as his neck craned down; then, his tongue met hers, with the weight of her knees shifting to his scrotum. The renewed struggling from the shoved occupants almost made Rita lose her grounding, but one ball-flex to quell them brought the cow closer to his face. Dedalos's muscle had found the milky stains in her mouth, but it had been more interested in pressing against her own tongue, exchanging fluids and breaths to let her know that he was in charge.

Until she lightly pushed his shoulders away.

"My husband was– is the otter. Not the cheetah."

The bovine gazed into his eyes as she corrected him. Though Rita didn't seem angry at his mistake – she knew that this fact made little difference to him, and in truth, that apathy towards her husband-turned-nut filler only made her more aroused. However, Dedalos found it hard to read her expression in that poor lighting, unsure if Rita would leap at a second round with him, but his aching stomach grumbled to announce that it had other plans.

"We should get back to Susie and the others." The alpaca explained. "We skipped lunch, and now I'm starving."

The cow patted her belly as it gurgled over the musky cream that it was breaking down. "You can have mine, too. I've already had plenty to eat."

\*\*\*

Throughout the day, Dedalos would start to get used to the lewd attention. Thankfully, for most people, that attention never went farther than hands, arms, or faces smooshing themselves against his nuts, which still got his cock hard and his reserves refilled. The only exceptions were, of course, Susie and Rita. He'd find new excuses to take them into private places and relieve some of the 'pressure'.

Thanks to the otter and cheetah, he was making more jizz faster than their wives' body could metabolize it. By rutting them several times, they'd started to look more and more pregnant with alpaca cum. Even their bellybuttons were popped out. Whatever did get absorbed made their features plumpier over time – and hotter, in turn. They wondered just how corpulent they'd look by the end of the event, thanks to him and the two cuckolds.

Nigel and Gabe, however, weren't too pleased about the arrangement. Not only were they subject to the constant harassment of the folded walls and tangy spunk, but they had no way to voice their concerns. Plus, from the teasing of their wives and others that they could make out, it seemed that everyone thought that they'd been trapped in here out of their own volition, just so the bully could use them to have fun with the goat and the cow. It was devastatingly humiliating, but not as much as when Dedalos _actually_ was fucking them multiple times in a day, and they were forced to witness it.

And, just like the curvy ruminants had grown to live off the alpaca's bountiful cream fountain for every meal, the two men had been forced to survive in it. His fresh jizz was all that they could subside on. As it provided them air and nutrition, it also milked them of their traits and cum whenever another spike hit Dedalos and cupped his hostages tightly. Soon, it didn't even few painful at all when the walls collapsed, leaving only the orgasmic sensation.

The second night of ménage in room 77 wasn't as bombastic as the first. Although the cock enlargement cream was sorely missed, this detail didn't stop them from trying all sorts of things, advancing deep past dusk. His cock had grown at least three more inches in length, but that did not intimidate Susie, who'd finally demonstrate her oral skills to Dedalos. He was surprised that she could take almost the whole thing, and use not only her lips and tongue and throat, but even her teeth, to find his weak spots, making him tremble and forfeit his seed suffused with the husbands' own.

Even after filling her beyond normal, the goat still wanted a turn or two, waiting for his juicy reserves to refill. Over the next hour, even while his cock grew a bit more with further jolts squeezing the two smaller males, she never gave up that prized white shaft in her throat. Rita, however, was happy to wait her turn, tending to Dedalos's needs by bringing him dinner and feeding him, as well as helping to massage his jizz factories. The delay would be worth it; the more aroused she was, the wetter she'd be to let him fill her.

They were all too enamored to this situation to even care about the two husbands anymore.

## The third day

The next day, the three all awoke energized. Dedalos noticed that the otter's light-gray stripes, and the cheetah's dark spots, had begun to spread to his back and abs, respectively, but there was more that he'd begun to steal other than patterns and cock size. His tail had started to grow pointier, elongating a bit not unlike a mustelid's; and although he wasn't scrawny before by any means, his muscles started to bulk, making him look more athletic. His orbs, too, seemed a bit more taut and smoother, and even though he could tell that his occupants were awake and struggling once more, they were more a bit more docile and weaker than yesterday. In fact, having woken up so full of steam, Dedalos wondered if he had borrowed some of their energy...

Once more, last day's events repeated themselves almost like routine. Even as the intended activities of the event went on – some sort of talent show, or whatever Dedalos heard from passersby –, he wasn't surprised to be met by a crowd once more in the main conference hall. But he was a lot more eager to speak with his former classmates, and even let more people 'catch up' with his nut fillers. Before this high school reunion, the bully doubted that these two dorks were popular like this, so really, he was doing them a favor. Although the two would still get too 'euphoric' at times, no doubt from all the attention... It was nothing that a few more reassuring flexes to massage them down wouldn't solve.

His horny escapades from the assembly, to blow off more than just steam with either sensuous woman – or, one time, both –, were still his favorite parts of the day.

Their third night was a break from the last two's more private ambiance. Susie, Dedalos, and Rita had joined the caravans to a popular nightclub in town. The venue's lights, designed to give party-goers a bit more privacy, did little to avert attention from the tall, well-endowed, semi-naked alpaca, who was flaunting his enormous sagging balls. But he didn't mind, as he'd been enjoying the spotlight more than he'd expect. As things went on, the trio would only remember the night as a fun-laden blur. A nondescript mixture of booze, gazes, music, groping, dancing, and not a small amount of very public and very hot obscenities...

...

## The fourth day

When Dedalos awoke the next morning, somehow finding himself back at room 77, holding even more voluptuous versions of the cow and the goat on each arm, and handling an insufferable hangover draining his comfort and awareness, the first thing that he did was look down at his nuts.

What caught his attention wasn't his erect four-foot dick, or how spherical and firm his balls felt, or how much the markings had spread further, or even that the pair of nametags had been lost. It was the pattern of huge lipstick marks covering his otherwise white skin. One was reddish, and the other, purplish, matching what the two women in his bed had worn last night. He could only wonder what exactly had happened after losing memory of the nightclub...

...Actually, on closer inspection, the alpaca noticed that one of the red marks was a slightly different hue and size. From an anonymous admirer, perhaps? Somehow, that didn't surprise him. As he got up and headed to his shower, still plagued by a bit of a headache, he made a mental note to be careful when washing himself to not rinse off any of these tokens, preserving them as souvenirs for all to see.

\*\*\*

As his balls jostled once more with the dawn of a new day, things were quite calm inside of his testicles, even if Dedalos himself hadn't noticed any big changes. Over 48 hours inside had crumbled most of the resistance that the two husbands still offered, physically or mentally. Despite the nutritious semen keeping them well-cared and intact, their bodies still felt compelled to reduce their energy, letting the alpaca sap it for himself. The fluid intruding their orifices, covering their bodies inside and out, flooding their mouths with a salty and tangy flavor, no longer seemed to bother neither the otter nor the cheetah – it felt invasive but soothing, stubborn but welcoming.

Even the alpaca's heartbeat around them had snuck into their very beings. It was subtle, but Gabe's and Nigel's own hearts were eventually subjected to Dedalos's. Not just the sound dominating their eardrums incessantly, but the pumping rhythms were in sync, too. As it raced from excitement or arousal, so did theirs – and in turn, the cucks also got aroused when he was aroused. Every single orgasm from the bully felt oppressive; and every single time, they were forced into one of their own, in turn. Each spurt of alpaca seed contained theirs, being stolen just as much as their stripes and spots. Any initial discomfort had been dulled, dissipating after the combination of massages and a hot spring sauna continued to groom them into becoming part of the alpaca.

And they still heard the voices outside. Of their host, bragging about his new endowment. Of their wives, announcing the new curves that Dedalos had given them. Of others, wondering if the trapped men would've wanted to see how the three of them looked now. Of course they wanted to see, and the seductive thought of escaping only made them writhe madly. But any pleas to the outside world were continually misconstrued, cutting off any sliver of hope.

Still, much as the one-way communication teased the otter and the cheetah, the more they learned how their forced retreat made them bigger and sexier, the more the alpaca's prey felt reassured. Almost if this arrangement was how things were meant to be. Were their heads finally betraying them...?

## The fifth day

On the fifth day, as Dedalos participated in the schoolbook photo recreation – making sure that both the otter and the cheetah would participate as pictures of his sack got snapped, of course –, he was a bit concerned that the captives in his almost round balls were barely moving. Maybe they were sick? They hardly struggled or grunted anymore. His cock would continue to grow thicker in jolts of pleasure emanating from his balls, and every bob and flex of his nuts would still cause them to ejaculate onto the mixture holding them and moan.

At one point, he 'sneaked out' of the photo event, as best as such an eye-catching alpaca could, and rushed alone to room 77, leaving a trail of pre as his cock drooled along the ground. He entered the bathroom and felt up his sagging spheres covered in stripes, spots, and lipstick marks. With so much cushion apparently added to the walls of his testicles, he had to push hard into them to perceive the two masses. The foreign objects were quite solid within, but floated in the jizz that had accumulated over the last few hours, after he'd fed Rita's snatch with his previous load. After everything that'd happened, they couldn't have drowned in it, right...?

"Are you two alright in there? Show me a sign if you are."

His question was almost immediately answered as the cucks burned through what little energy they'd conserved for themselves. Their hands, legs, and faces rubbed against the walls incessantly. But the bully could tell that they weren't struggling. They were kneading the folds and moaning. Inside of each gonad, the two smaller males reciprocated Dedalos's tender hospitality with affection of their own. Swimming in his jizz, which they now saw as delicious and nourishing... Pressing back on the churning walls that produced that amniotic ambrosia and soothing safety, not to mention the multiple orgasms as a reward for their newfound role... A role which they were now perfectly content on fulfilling.

His thralls were causing a commotion, working him up as his heart beat faster and his cock reached nearly five feet in length. Dedalos was moaning in tandem with them. The rubbing took him by a storm, and having the two men willingly make themselves even more useful to him quickly brought him to the edge...! But he was alone in his room, and without Rita or Susie around, all of that musky batter eager to be expelled would go to waste...unless it was recycled.

Without putting much thought, Dedalos opened his mouth as wide as possible to accommodate his girthy shaft. His penis wasn't as thick as it was in the first night, but with some effort and lubrication, a slender person – like the cheetah or the otter – might be able to slip in or out. Of course, that wasn't in his plans, so as he came, the bully made sure to clench his balls tightly to keep them trapped, letting only his juices flow up his length and down his throat. It was a shame that this load wouldn't make Rita's boobs sag even lower, or Susie's mounds grow even softer. Such naughty nut fillers that he had... Dedalos would make sure to clench his testicles even harder and more often today, to teach them both a lesson.

At the very least, despite the sizable stream still dousing his stomach in whiteness, it did little to ruin the tall alpaca's athletic figure. Plus, with his metabolism having gotten so fast from essentially feeding three – no, five – different mouths, his body would quickly break it down into brand new sperm. As he let his drained cockhead slip out from his mouth, he gave a few clenches in succession to press down his thralls, eliciting a few more grunts before heading back out into public.

## The sixth day

"Ohhhhh, yessss~!!"

Susie yelled to the man she was facing, her voice reverberating on the walls of the hotel room. This suite felt so small now...or perhaps she'd grown too big. It was the third time tonight that Dedalos's large member had been filling her. The bully had been saving up for this moment, instead of draining his nuts with his usual day escapades, given that this was a special occasion. It was the sixth – and final – night of the high school reunion. Tomorrow would be the last day of the event.

The overfilled goat had already gotten so much of the warm, salty, almost thick mixture down her throat and up her guts. Once more, the alpaca's cock was bulging out of her red-furred belly, which had grown so supremely pregnant, much like Rita's. The exhausted cow was lying right next to them on the bed, after getting her own triple filling. Dedalos's penis wasn't as big as during the first night, but it was close...and given all that had happened between them this past week, and how much both women could now stretch around it, it felt even better tonight.

She and Rita had gained so many pounds from his seed. And not just the large pregnancy-like spheres in their midriffs, almost comparable to his nuts... Not only had their existing curves gotten more voluptuous, but new plumpness had appeared on them, too. Susie's already big butt and thighs had gotten incredibly enormous, and her arms and legs had gotten so supple and soft. The cow, now passed out with her hands atop her round dome of a belly, had her hourglass figure even more reinforced, as her giant breasts and hips jutted out more with each passing day. And it was all thanks to his wonderful cream making them even juicier, produced in the balls containing the obedient tenants who used to be their husbands.

"You're so fucking sexy." Dedalos would repeat every so often whenever they had sex, and this time was no exception.

"I know.~"

His entire cock had managed to fit into her impossibly-stretched vagina. A cylinder the same size of a full person, expanding her from his base and her vulva to his tip and the entrance of her womb. Not all changes from these last few days were external ones, as a matter of fact. Of course, Susie's entire body had gotten used to letting his whole manhood thrust into her mouth, or ass, or pussy. But more than that, her thoughts changed. Dedalos wasn't a one-time fling, or a feeder, or even a husband storage. Now he was, by every definition of the word, her mate. And Rita's mate, too.

Obviously, the bully had drastic changes to his body and thoughts himself. His new appearance was entirely at the fault of the men he'd completely dominated. Their stripes and spots were essentially permanent features of his otherwise white fur, as were the muscular build and long tapered tail he'd been rewarded with. The two men's bodies belonged right where they were, perfectly in tune with his own body. His cock was about to explode one last time for tonight, and his thralls once again happily yielded their cum for him.

With his cockhead lodged right on her cervical sphincter, the creamy torrent ballooned her uterus along with old seed that still hadn't been absorbed by her flesh. It was the sixth time he ejaculated tonight. But how many times had he filled either women in the last days...? Too many to count, without even considering the gap in his memory from the nightclub. Still, the results of their alpaca addiction were crystal clear on both women's full-figured bodies.

As his spurts died down, Dedalos slipped himself out of her love tunnel, letting his cock finally rest after the feat that was tonight's orgy. She collapsed onto his chest, letting her giant sloshing red belly splay over his bulky spotted white abs. Her limbs were scattered around his body, and he moved one of his arms to hug around her, while the other held the blotched cow. Dedalos was nearly spent as well, even with the energy borrowed from his nut-feeds. Now, holding these two captivating women – which he'd helped make even more sensuous –, he realized that his euphoria extended far beyond what his orgasms had achieved.

"I'm gonna keep them." Dedalos spoke softly, after catching his breath. "The otter and the cheetah. I–"

"What? Did you decide it just now?" Susie interrupted him. "I thought we were pretty much in agreement about it. And I know Rita feels the same way. But..."

"Hm?"

"I guess that would make _you_ our new husband. If you're replacing them permanently, that is."

Their new husband...? It seemed that he would be assimilating far more than just their bodies, then. Their marriages... Hell, even their love. When Dedalos walked into the reunion days ago, he wasn't sure what to expect to get out of this. Susie and Rita, his wives... The bully chuckled – he didn't have to think twice.

"Hah. I'd be more than happy to take over for them."

They kissed passionately as he held her in his arm, even if there was no need to officiate their new status.

The goat ended their loving touch early, as she remembered something.

"Oh! I nearly forgot. Nigel was supposed to give a closing speech tomorrow, since he was our year's valedictorian. Dunno why, but that's how they wanted to reward the best student. And if you're taking his responsibilities, it's only fitting that you give the speech, too."

Nigel... The name sounded familiar. Maybe it belonged to one of the guys trapped in his balls – although he didn't care enough to remember their names.

"A speech?" Dedalos grumbled. "No way. I'm not a speech kind of guy."

"Aw, c'mon! It'll be fun. Everybody here would love to hear you speak after this whole week. You're basically friends with the entire class at this point! I'm pretty sure they'd like to hear you speak more than Nigel."

The alpaca turned his head away. "...Let me sleep on it."

They both yawned from fatigue, having rut this late past midnight. Deciding to join Rita in her sleep, Dedalos flicked off the light switch near the bed, as Susie snuggled against his bulky body. He moved his arm back to hold her, reflecting on what she'd said. His new wife.

"Say..." He asked softly as she closed her eyes. "After our first night, you said these two dorks were stuck in my nuts, since there wasn't any more cock enlargement cream in stock online. But...did you _really_ check if it was sold out?"

The curvy goat smiled. "Why would you think that I lied to you?~"

## The seventh day

Ben watched as another crowd formed to meet Dedalos and the two women accompanying him. The long-furred gray zorro scoffed. "Can you believe the balls of this guy, Burland? ...And I don't mean his actual balls."

"Uh-huh." The scrawny raccoon next to him didn't take his eyes off his phone as he agreed.

"And, like, look at that!" He pointed at the huge-lipped moose cow currently rubbing his nuts. "Sara is still crazy for that bully! Have I told you that I saw her kissing his balls at the nightclub?"

"You did. Several times. Every day..."

"Sounds like you're jealous, Ben." A whitetail doe, Burland's spouse, answered him.

"Of course I'm jealous, Hora! She's my wife!" The false fox shrieked in anger. "Ugh... I wanna make him pay for it."

The busty deer adjusted her glasses as she looked intensely at the alpaca. "You know that he's gonna give a speech later, right? At least, that's what Susie told me yesterday."

Ben's reddening face contrasted with his gray fur. "...Why are you even telling me that?!"

"Because! If you want to 'make him pay' or whatever, that could be your chance to humiliate him. You ever notice that he doesn't ever cum in public? Perhaps there's a reason for that..." Hora looked at the raccoon. "And Burly can help too, right honey?"

"Uh-huh."

The zorro grinned. As his high school bully flaunted the two men who'd willingly given themselves to him, and the wives he'd acquired in return, Ben finally had a chance to show everyone Dedalos for who he was...or something to that effect.

The white-tail deer continued. "Actually, I might have a plan. We'll have to sneak into the room before anyone else. By the way, you two will have to drop your clothes."

"...Why?"

Hora winked. "You'll see."

\*\*\*

Dedalos felt a bit nervous backstage, as he saw the crowd filling the seats. Thankfully, there was no one else around him to see his cold sweat. It was one thing to chat around casually with people he'd only seen ages ago, even if it was done nude and lewd... Another thing was making a closing speech to his entire class. It was too much responsibility. Thankfully, most people sitting down were those he'd met throughout the week, including his two new plump wives in the front row. Those who found the whole situation 'objectionable' probably weren't attending, anyway. That eased his mind a bit.

He gave his firm balls a few flexes, eliciting some idle squirms from the two occupants. The alpaca could feel them, but with no discernible bulges, those gestures were only for him. Still, he gave them some resolute and affectionate pats.

"Alright, you two." He whispered, knowing they'd listen. "Dunno if you're rubbing off your dorkiness or shyness on me as well. You better be on your best behavior when we're out there."

The bully walked onstage, and every pair of eyes immediately turned to his tall, athletic figure, and the large pair of balls sagging underneath. He still showed up wearing a biker jacket over the bulk of his newly-added spots and stripes, though Dedalos wondered if he could get away with simply walking fully nude at this point. If he could display his whole improved body, perhaps nobody would pay attention to his cringey speech.

But he already expected that most people who'd turned up here wouldn't, anyway.

He made his way to the center of the stage, finding a wooden lectern with a blue velvety curtain underneath. The bully wasn't sure why it was there, since he didn't bring any notes, and there wasn't any microphone on the pedestal, but still decided to stand behind it. Thankfully for his audience, his enormous nuts still could be seen over the sides – just his flaccid cock, lying limply on top of his sack, was covered from view.

"Hey." Dedalos greeted the crowd, before clearing his throat. "S-So, I know this was supposed to be a speech from our valedictorian and all, but he's...um...let's say, kinda busy as balls."

Part of his audience laughed. It didn't seem that his nervousness was showing that much. He moved to the side of the lantern to give a better look of his swollen but inactive testicles.

"So I'm gonna give the speech instead. I hope no one is too disappointed about that. Though I don't see a lot of frowns in the crowd... Don't worry about these two dorks. They're home."

The bully clenches his balls tightly once more, to try and embarrass them in public. Of course, with how submissive they've been made, embarrassment as an emotion was way past them. Their roles as ball-feed had been completely assimilated.

There were some surprised gasps from the crowd, either in response to the men's bulges slightly appearing as the dome collapsed on itself, or from the audible sloshing and churning of fresh seed filling the compartments. It seemed that he'd grabbed their attention.

"To be real, I haven't really kept in touch with anyone from our year. Soon as I was out of school, I didn't want nothing to do with that place anymore. I almost flunked English, actually, so I didn't even think I would ever be giving a big speech like this."

Dedalos was starting to feel good about this, getting some more positive reactions from the audience – it wasn't as bad as he'd thought. He decided to walk back to the lectern, leaning forward with his dick against the blue drapes.

"Now, I know that I had a bad rep, back in the day. The bully. Messing up with the smaller students. These two would probably agree with that...if they could speak about it, of course." He smirked, not realizing that the velvet screen underneath him was shifting. "And...well, I'll admit it. Back then, to some people, I could be quite a pain in the d–"

Suddenly, he felt a jolt coming below. But it wasn't because of the two cucks inside of him. He looked down, seeing that the blue curtain under the lectern has been raised above his bits. There was someone else down there...! And right now, he could feel them touching his–

"–d-dick."

Not any Manner of touch. It was wet and warm – definitely a blowjob. It wasn't Rita or Susie, as both women were smiling back at him from the crowd. Did one of them set him up for this...? From their looks, it didn't appear like either could tell that something was up. Perhaps, it was a very eager admirer, or a classmate playing a prank. The alpaca noted that they were small enough to fit in the tight gap underneath the lectern. If so, they might be in for a surprise once he was fully erect...

Regardless, Dedalos thought that it'd be fun to let them keep pleasing him. Wearing his best poker face, he continued with his speech.

"But this last week, I got to meet with so many great people from our year. Such great m-mo-mouths–"

The mouth took a whole chunk of alpaca cock, but as it started to swell, his surprise partner gagged when it pushed an entire foot of length down their throat.

"I-I mean, such great MOMENTS we shared and talked about. I k-know there was a lot of t-TONGUE–"

Their tongue got stuck in his urethra for a moment, as they tried to manage the dick growing out of control inside their mouth.

"–t-tongue-wagging about each other. Especially with me walking around half-naked, looking slightly different every day– Hf...! A-Anyway, my point is, it's been so much fun meeting everyone again. It really s-s–"

The pressure around his cock was relieved with a loud 'pop'!

"–sucked that I waited so many years to meet all of you again."

Keeping a straight face and crisp words was getting harder, and the crowd murmured. Dedalos knew what that popping noise had been. Whoever was blowing him, unable to handle the growing girthy shaft, sloppily pushed it out of their mouth. It seemed that the bully had won this battle, after all.

But things were far from over for the false fox underneath the lectern. Ben could only watch in silent terror as that white uncut cock expanded far beyond what was considered normal. The tip still glistened with the gray zorro's saliva, and it continued to gain in length and width, until reaching a small person's size. And it kept going well after 5 feet, with its gaping slit approaching his face. Ben tried to move out of its way, but stumbled against the lectern's wooden wall opposite the shaft. The false fox was trapped in front of that monstrous dick – and, staring down at the alpaca's large nuts and the ravenous meatus, he knew what was about to happen to him.

"But now that I met you all again," Dedalos continued, unaware, "it's felt like a dream. Especially with Susie and Rita, my new wives. They really– SHOVED–!"

A loud 'squelch!' could be heard from his cock.

"...T-They really SHOWED me a completely n-n-new life and I– Ohhh fuck~..."

He looked down, but his cock was still covered by the drapes. He pulled them aside to see gray fur with a big fluffy tail, and a smaller cock dangling between the legs. A fox, Dedalos assumed, though he didn't recognize that man. His head and half of his chest had been swallowed by his length by this point.

That sensation, that hunger, was so familiar...! But this time, it wasn't a side-effect from some enlargement drug that was driving his dick to swallow a smaller man again. His _body_ was craving it. Despite the fullness of his perfectly round balls, he wanted more. He needed more. And here, he had a third willing participant – at least, he thought he was willing. Willing enough to try and him please him, and achieving something far better now. If the fox didn't want this, well...maybe a week inside would also change his mind.

His speech was now the least of his concerns, as he continued to hump against the lump traveling into his fully-erected six-foot shaft. Well, no one had come here to actually listen to his words, had they...? They'd come for a spectacle. And now, he could give them one.

With a powerful swing, he thrust his giant glans upwards, and knocked over the whole lectern away from the stage! It crashed down on the ground as he flashed the crowd, revealing the intruder hidden from sight all along, partially sticking out from his cock. Precum continued to drool all over his fur, and the alpaca's head continued to swallow him, inch by inch. Even the struggles felt familiar. Dedalos could barely remember the otter's name or face, but he still recalled how good the sensation was. How lucky he was, getting to experience it once more...!

The dormant cucks swimming in his thick batter were now moving again, as his mind raced in arousal. His crowd, too, was excited. Some like Susie had taken out their phones to memorialize their point of view, while others like Rita couldn't help it but touch themselves. Watching the bully's cock vore onstage, his audience had roused as well in many ways.

Every heart throb rung in Dedalos's ears, much as it did around his new prey. His balls stirred, the previous captives being jostled in that musky mixture. It no longer had a creamy texture, it was almost as dense as jelly. Hopefully, it wouldn't be longer until a third man was drenched in this salty and tart gel.

His naturally curved upwards shaft raised itself, lifting the lower half of the red fox a few feet off the ground for more eager slurps to bring him in, aided by gravity. His entire urethra pulsed not unlike peristalsis, transforming the canid into a white bulge on the underside of his cock, in full view for the audience underneath. Everyone in the crowd must have been jealous... Either of him, the smaller male, or the wives he wanted to rut again so badly.

Most of the false fox had disappeared down his cock, including his tail, and his lubed-up calves tried to kick against the meatus clenching around them. The bully was confident that his shaft could gulp him without any help, and–

"Hey, Dedalos." A feminine voice called out to him, belonging to a buxom deer with glasses. "Remember Burland?"

The alpaca leaned closer to the mysterious woman outside of the stage, intentionally bringing his cock down close to her. "B-Burland? Hmm, not really. Is he the fox in my– m-MMPH...!"

A sharp sensation hit him again. Something– No, someone was pushed into his cock once again. The whitetail was feeding him a fourth male!

"Then you two better get reacquainted.~"

Her teasing was followed by another shove, as this 'Burland' fellow's head was thrust inside. Ben had been completely sequestered into his shaft as his feet were pushed by the raccoon's face. However, Dedalos couldn't even see an inch of his new penis filler, thanks to his large cock obscuring anything other than the deer standing right in front of him, staring into his rod as she jammed her husband inside with determination.

He was as greedy as Hora had hoped, and swallowed down the offering who uttered muffled complaints. The alpaca was worried that Ben alone would make his perfectly round testicles uneven again, so this was a perfect solution. Dedalos moaned, and his spheres wriggled and rumbled, hoping to replace the goopy jizz they'd been producing with the two masses intruding his body. The first one had already pushed through into one of the chambers, his body pressing against the otter within... Or was it the cheetah between these flapped walls...? No matter. They were all ball filling, is what they were. Their species, or their names, meant nothing to him.

Those two bodies within the orb were pressed more and more against each other, both of their skins covered in jizz as much as fur. As Dedalos saw it, one squirmed softly in pleasure, and the other aggressively in spite of it. And he loved it all. The swallows continued to surge from his testicle in the same way they had a week ago, settling the gray zorro inside the ball and clearing the way for the raccoon.

The busty deer hadn't stopped her feeding, and Burly continued his delightful struggles, repeating the trajectory of the fluffy canid that caused Dedalos's ball to sag even wider and lower than before. The only difference was the destination.

Through it all, the bully had only been able to see the tip of a ringed tail before it was swallowed by his cockslit − the only image he'd ever have of the scrawny raccoon. Soon did his feet also disappear down the drooling pipe, sequestered into the tunnel of pink flesh. His journey would end in the stifling and torrid interior of a testicle, meeting his new and last roommate already settled inside.

Hora massaged the bulges further along the white skin, speeding up the process. Dedalos wasn't sure how his previous tenants would feel about the new additions, but without any doubt, they'd both submit to his will. As they had before... As they were supposed to do.

With the raccoon's skinny figure squirming into his vas deferens, the alpaca couldn't wait any longer. As much as his body wanted to release all of that goopy spunk, Dedalos had no intention of renouncing his prey. Forcing one powerful, final surge from his emptier ball, his urethra greedily pulled the rest of Burly's body in like a vacuum, dragging it into the clenching walls of his nut along with pre on the walls.

Trembling with all of the pressure built up on both testicles, the alpaca felt that he could explode...and with a roar from his throat, he did, in a way.

Dedalos shot all of that built-up jelly-like batter upwards, following the natural curve of his cock, showering it over his immediate vicinity, in what felt like a very familiar scene. Like the smell impregnating every corner of room 77, the bully's musk filled the air around the falling white globs. A seemingly endless stream of ropes painted his audience, which was itself a mixture of cheerfulness and shock. No one seemed too mad at him; in fact, through his moans, the alpaca saw more bodies shuffle towards the 'splash zone', including Rita, Susie, and that big-lipped moose girl from earlier.

The white-tail deer, however, was too busy rubbing his glans, arcing his uncircumcised cock over her head to avoid getting dowsed by high-pressure jizz while still milking him. His captives, both old and new, were squeezed and forced into making a contribution to it, while letting go of their chambers' semi-fluid buffer so it could be enjoyed by others, before new fresh cum would arrive. Dedalos's orgasm was far longer than any other so far, and he nearly lost his breath from his lasting, bellowing outcry. All of the tension had been released, and the last thick white clods simply poured out onto the doe underneath him.

He took deep breaths to avoid passing out from lack of oxygenation. In front of him, it was quite a scene. People laughing, lamenting their ruined clothes, undressing, tasting Dedalos's salty gift, fucking under the effects of his pheromone-like musk... He sat down, collapsing on top of his even more enormous nuts to stifle the wriggling, while using them as a makeshift seat. The luscious cow, curvy goat, and plump-lipped moose all approached him and the buxom deer, who was cleaning the cum stuck to her glasses. All of the girls had been claimed by so much of his white fluid.

"F-Fuck..." Dedalos grunted with gritted teeth, keeping his post-rush amazement in check. "I ruined my speech...but that was fucking amazing!"

"Oh, it was!" Rita exclaimed, licking her lips. "Definitely the best closing speech I've seen – and tasted!"

The bully shifted on his striped and dotted white bean bags. "Pretty sure I was just spewing random stuff on stage... And I don't mean just cum."

"Don't worry, sweetheart." Susie consoled him, pointing her phone's camera at Dedalos. "I don't think they really care about what you said out there. But they definitely won't forget how it ended!"

"...What's the phone for?"

"For posteriority. I figured you'd also wanna relive your speech all over again."

The alpaca smirked as she tapped the 'stop recording' button. He would have kissed the plump-assed goat if he could reach her.

"I'd fucking love to."

\*\*\*

The four women had wiped themselves on some towels that had been distributed among attendees. Like pretty much everyone there, they'd gone fully nude, after jizz had gotten on every inch of their clothes – except Dedalos, who was still wearing his leather jacket. The bully flexed his fuller nuts around the new bulges that appeared, eliciting some muffled grunts and forcing the skin to appear taut again when they sagged back down. The moose caressed his balls while leaving new lipstick marks from her fat lips.

"So... Hora and Sara, right?" He pointed at the two girls as he confirmed their names. "And the two guys that went down my cock were your husbands?"

"Yes." The busty deer adjusted her glasses, and the mute Sara nodded in agreement. "So now you're gonna assimilate their bodies into your balls...grow yourself...and absorb our marriages in turn."

"Something like that. I wasn't planning on letting them go, anyway... They feel too nice in there." Another flex from his balls surged upwards, and a string of pre left his stretched cockslit. "So that was your plan, huh? To feed my cock, so you two can become my wives, too."

"Y-Yes... I'm sorry for not sharing it with you." She looked at the goat. "When Susie spoke about what you three had going, I couldn't help but get jealous. We wanted in on the fun, right, Sara?"

The moose didn't nod. Instead, she simply continued to rub his skin with her fingers, and smeared the big red marks she'd left with her lips.

"Hey, I'm not mad. Honestly, this was probably the best thing that could ever have happened in this whole class reunion thing."

He smiled at her, and so did Susie and Rita. Hora sighed in relief, as things had worked out perfectly.

"But just so you know, I'm taking your ex-husband home. He feels far too good in my ball."

Hora brought her hand to his smooth and stretched skin. "Yes, of course. You'll make better use of his body than him, I'm sure." She smiled deviously. "Think of it as a...farewell present.~"

"But you're also my wife now. All four of you. You better stay in touch, and visit me at home when you're in town." Dedalos commanded. "And... Hora and Sara?"

"Hmm?"

"There's just one problem. You two don't look like my wives."

"Don't look like...?"

The whitetail turned at his hand gesture towards Rita and Susie, giving her an opportunity to take a better look at the two women he'd been with all week. Of course, they'd grown so much pudgier and curvier with his cum – Susie had explained it all to her earlier. Their wide and soft features, magnified thanks to him. And their spherical bellies, filled with seed, looking terribly pregnant.

As Dedalos took a step, his sagging sack dragged on the ground, jostling and sloshing with the added weight of his new prey and fresh batter. The bully extended each hand to Sara and Hora.

"I still have my room reservation for a few more hours, you know..."
