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This story is one of my favorites, playing into my favorite kinks of forced unstoppable growth, infectious TF... I LOVE hyper plagues. Want more, just many humans growing bigger uncontrollably, turning into furs, and developing hyper proportions and cumming onto other humans creating more hyper furs~.\n\n[url=https://www.sofurry.com/view/1873546]Make sure to check out the original here![/url]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Tatsky is a hard worker, but he's so focused on finishing an important presentation he misses the news: don't drink the water!

The last story I got from Danath, this one featuring a human changing INTO the tanuki Tatsky, drinking something he shouldn't have and growing, growing growinggggggggggggg, transforming... This story is one of my favorites, playing into my favorite kinks of forced unstoppable growth, infectious TF... I LOVE hyper plagues. Want more, just many humans growing bigger uncontrollably, turning into furs, and developing hyper proportions and cumming onto other humans creating more hyper furs~.

Make sure to check out the original here!", "writing": "Tatsky’s Coffee\nBy Danath\nTatsky © Tatsky\nOriginal Story: Jeff’s Coffee (2010 - https://www.sofurry.com/view/126210)\n* * *\nTatsky grimaced as sharp lances of sunlight emerged from behind some clouds, allowing the early morning sun to reach the depths of the employee lounge. Tatsky holed up in the lounge earlier in the morning, maybe three or four o’clock, in order to be closer to the coffee maker. Without the steady supply of freshly made coffee, he wouldn’t have finished his project. Now it was just a matter of delivering the very important presentation to the management team and board members.\nTatsky had another pot of coffee while getting ready. Fortunately, he had plenty of time to scrub up in the office bathroom and clean up the snack wrappers and stained coffee mugs from the overnight cram session. The presentation was brutal to put together, with most of the necessary information coming from the departments only at the very last moment and often in unintelligible forms requiring all sorts of hacking and translation to make any sense with the rest of the presentation. Tatsky rubbed his eyes and downed another mug as he put on his tie and jacket, then refilled his cup one more time before stepping out onto the main office floor. There were only a few other people here this early in the morning, but he wanted to make sure the A/V equipment in the meeting room was working before the board got there.\nThe young up-and-comer at the office, Tatsky was always trying to put his best foot forward, and so far found himself lucky to land some plumb assignments leading up to this one. Almost there. As he passed by empty desks, he could hear a radio playing the early news.\n“Residents are being urged to avoid any contact with the contaminated water due to serious side effects. For more information, go to the CDC's website…”\nTatsky ignored it. He had more important things to deal with, like making sure there were enough chairs, that there was fresh coffee available in the conference room, and that the microphones were close enough to everyone’s heads to pick up what was said in the discussion afterwards for those joining in remotely.\nHe was well past the desk, and didn’t hear the followup which may have concerned him otherwise:\n“...caffeine mixing with the contaminated water is producing extraordinarily perverse results in victims... again, officials are urging all residents not to drink or come in contact with any water from the city main due to a contamination…”\nIn the conference room, Tatsky turned on the large television hanging on the wall. It was preprogrammed to a local over-the-air channel. The volume was off and the captions were on. It was showing some newscasters waving their arms around and reading off of papers being handed to them. Tatsky ignored it as well, intent on hunting down the cable underneath he needed to connect his laptop to the screen.\n“...call the CDC... don't drink... avoid contact... incredibly urgent... water mains shut off until…”\nTatsky’s hand reached up from under the table, grabbed the handle of his coffee mug, and pulled it underneath. A satisfied slurp and an “Ahhhh” echoed from beneath before the mug reappeared more than half empty.\nThere was a general rustling under the table as Tatsky hunted in the dark for the cord, which had somehow gotten tangled up in some power cords for the microphones. Cursing and struggling to disentangle them, Tatsky shifted his knees and started backing out from underneath once he found the end.\nOne hand reached down and tugged at his pants, which were being pulled uncomfortably tight around his hips and legs as he absentmindedly got back to his feet and, cable securely in hand, picked up his coffee mug again.\nAs he drank, his eyes went to the television screen, going left-to-right as he read the captions.\n“Symptoms include unnatural hair growth, breathing difficulties, and other physical anomalies... experience symptoms, contact emergency services right away…”\nWell, that sounded bad.\nThen his eyes went to the chyron below the captions, which was flashing in large bright red letters the dangers of drinking the city water.\nThe coffee mug bounced off the top of the table, but didn’t break as Tatsky’s hands went to his face. His heart raced as he realized he should have paid more attention to the news, and that a thick layer of fur was sprouting from his cheeks and chin. The caffeine buzz he’d been feeling turned into something warmer and deeper and he let out a shocked gasp while staring at the captions on the screen.\nOutside the conference room, he heard something clatter and a shout, but Tatsky stood transfixed and alarmed as the symptoms scrolled down the screen and the captions continued. One of the co-hosts, a pretty blonde lady, began taking deeper breaths and shivering as her co-host, a tall and handsome brown-haired newscaster, kept speaking. Her fingernails scraped down the table as fine white hairs grew from around her neck and jawline. \nTatsky stared, disbelief on his face, as he looked down at himself and felt the hair under his fingers. There was a brief moment of panic and near terror, but a sudden dizziness sent the partly-furred human sprawling over the conference table. As he recovered, the sense of alarm was replaced by a deep, warm feeling, one that quickly grew in strength and power until his head lifted and a groan rolled past his lips. Heat surged through his belly as the fur spread across his face, covering his human features in a thick animal pelt. Dark brown fur filled in from the top of his head to his neck, with darker black around his eyes and bands on his shoulders. His suit stretched across his torso, pulled not just from the sides by his arms, but the front by surges of warm growth that left him gasping and shaking.\n“...reports that hundreds of people are experiencing symptoms... officials are trying to stop reporters…”\nTatsky’s fingers were no longer human. He stared at them, fascinated, as they dug furrows into the conference room table. They were short and sharp at the end of his fuzzy, dark brown furred fingers. The front of his suit strained outwards. The lapels pulled to the sides as the button-up shirt underneath shoved through. Coming untucked, it found some room to stretch forward across the top of the table. \nTatsky’s mouth closed and stretched. He groaned as he shoved himself backwards, staggering upright and maintaining his balance despite the enormous jugs swelling inside his button-up shirt. The buttons strained, pulled very tight, so that the fabric formed vertical irises. Plush tan fuzz poked through the gaps as Tatsky’s claws pressed into the sides of her head.\nHer ears were gone! No, they were there… on top of her head… what was going on… she felt so warm… so very, very warm…\nThe tanuki’s tail, which featured a single black stripe down the top and a black tip, stuck straight out as she leaned back forward into the table, only this time, the growing bulge in her suit pants went first. It flattened across the conference table and stretched lewdly outwards, pulling taut around Tatsky’s widening hips in the back of it. Her tail swept across the growing rump cheeks as fur stuck out the bottoms of both legs.\n“...problem here in the studio... co-host displaying symptoms... what the hell was that white stuff?”\nTatsky’s eyes closed and she shoved both paws down into the sides of her huge package. Her paws sank in up to the wrists in the bowling ball-sized nuts, and a lewd, needy growl escaped her pursed muzzle. Her thighs tensed, then squirmed as a growing heat between her legs made her entire body tremble with lust. She knew she shouldn’t be thinking this way, but she couldn’t help it… she felt so good… so full… so big…\nThe sound of ripping clothes brought Tatsky somewhat back to her senses. Beneath her groping paws, the suit pants tore completely, and the first to escape were her massive, oversized balls. The tan orbs were big as watermelons and sloshed forward onto the conference table as Tatsky leaned over, gasping, until the buttons on her stretched shirt squeezed across the top of the accompanying cock, a gorgeously thick and heavy pink number that flexed and trembled between her heavy breasts.\nThe tanuki’s hips shoved forward, sliding her massive sac further across the table, giving some relief as they sought to swell even bigger. The deep gasp that followed proved too much for her expensive shirt; the buttons ripped off and bounced off the walls and windows of the conference room. A plump set of tanuki tits flopped out and settled into place, each orb four or five times the size of her head. Tatsky stared, shocked, but too aroused to prevent her paws going immediately for the fat, thick nipples capping each plump breast.\nShe moaned and leaned forward, humping her huge balls across the top of the table as the short tanuki swelled larger and thicker by the moment, driven by the excessive amounts of caffeine present in her system. Her eyes widened as she clutched at her nipples and her heavy balls slapped forward with an echoing thump. The heavy pink cock above, which wasn’t growing at nearly the rate of her enormous balls, lurched as it released a thick spray of pre-cum that reached all the way to the door of the conference room.\nIt just felt too good… her paws spread, wrapping around her immense balls again. They were so heavy, so full, so big and warm and fat and sloshing so nicely… her thick thighs pounded against the side of the table as her huge balls swelled bigger and bigger, until they were nearly half as big around as she was tall. Despite her cock being more than a foot long, it looked puny and tiny compared to her tan sac.\n“...trying to continue broadcast... studio being evacuated as we speak... thousands of reports of people drinking contaminated water... spreading infection through bodily fluids…”\nThe tanuki’s changes only accelerated as she humped and jerked, stroking and squeezing herself to try to find some way to relieve the intense, urgent needs growing within her. Licking her plump lips before her muzzle sagged open, she watched as her massive pink cock fired another few spurts of clear pre-cum. The scent was incredible, she thought. She may not know what was happening, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t enjoy it, right?\nWith leisurely strokes, she pumped her hips forward, bouncing off her balls and humping the air, but it was enough. Especially once the thickly furred tanuki’s heavy jugs started bouncing off her plump belly. The weight of it really made her hard. Her huge, fat, heavy balls…\nThey were several feet thicker around by now, and the table sagged under the weight of them.\n \"...something... happening... I'm changing... oh God...\"\nTatsky paid the captions on the television no heed by now. She had far more important things to worry about. Another splatter across the far door erupted from her fat pink tanuki cock as she stroked down to the fuzzy sheath at the base. Crooning and moaning, her massive balls bloated further, tense and taut and supremely filled. The sagging table finally broke clean in half and dropped them onto the floor with a thudding whump that made the tanuki’s eyes pop. \nThe door to the conference room opened in the middle of the next few pungent blasts of pre-cum, soaking down one of Tatsky’s coworkers in thick tanuki seed. Tatsky couldn’t see who it was, but they stumbled back out of the doorway and into the wall opposite, where they set off the fire alarms. The sprinklers triggered, sending waves of water down through the entire building.\n“...live from sister station... host was struck by sudden illness... reports say infection is under control... danger passed…”\nTatsky’s ears perked as she listened to the resulting moans, gasps, and breaking furniture from outside the conference room as the contaminated water rained down around them. Her changes only got faster, and her soaked fur clung to the outlines of her immense balls. Each tanuki orb was the same height as her - explaining why she couldn’t see much in front of her. She leaned into them, humping her fat, relatively small cock into the fuzzy orbs. Even more seed erupted from her cock, mixing with the water as the sounds of lustful moaning and growing echoed in, even over the sound of the fire alarm, which mercifully cut out rather quickly along with the lights.\nThe mains power remained, though, and the television stayed on, though out of Tatsky’s sight.\n“...new reports urge calm... phone lines to city unavailable... military being mobilized as precaution according to officials…”\nBefore long, Tatsky found herself with her back against the wall. Or rather, window. Her massive, hyper-sized tanuki balls now stretched more than halfway to the ceiling and more or less completely subsumed the conference room table, which creaked under the weight. There was no way to get out of the door without removing it along with most of the wall. Her massive cock, which was as thick around as her own waist and several feet long, fired nonstop, a firehose of tanuki pre-cum.\nHow, she wondered, could she feel so good and not yet cum for real? Despite the flood, she could feel just how taut and bloated her balls were, how urgent the need was. Tatsky hadn’t ever felt a case of blue balls as bad as what was wracking her body now, making her whole pelt fuzz up and stand on end as her muscles and limbs shivered. She shuddered and wiggled, grinding her cock and breasts and into the mountain of ballflesh in front of her as her shoulders squeezed back against the window behind her. Turning her head, she looked out through the blinds at the city. \nEnormous animal people tottered down the street, some mounting each other. People ran from buildings, some mid-transformation, as the streets began to run white.\n“...still spreading... mass evacuations... water supplies already infected across state... hot in here, or is it just me?”\nIn the bright morning light coming through the windows, Tatsky’s rapidly growing sac finally reached a point where it just wasn’t possible to get any bigger. Many hundreds of pounds heavier than the tanuki’s short and thick figure, the pent-up orbs finally released what promised to be the first of many loads. Tatsky’s fingers clutched at the base of her cock as she fell backwards, only for the massive balls to keep her partly upright. The tightness at her crotch, the way those huge balls pulled back and throbbed, made her fire straight at the window, which shattered outwards before the entire frame dropped to the sidewalk below.\nHanging halfway out two stories above the ground, Tatsky’s cock erupted. Fountains of white seed as thick as her own head sprayed from dozens of feet in huge ropes that reached all the way to the other side of the street and broke windows of the building opposite. Again and again she fired off, both arms guiding her shaft as she tried to work out every ounce she could. It was really gallons, hundreds of them, pouring from her massive shaft every few seconds. \nThe warm morning sun soaked into her stained fur as she thrust and humped madly, growling and gasping as her overgrown balls finally felt some relief. The ache continued, though, and she trembled as she realized how far she had to go before she’d be fully satisfied. Down below, the various remaining humans who’d been trying to escape ended up covered in her jizz, while throughout the building, her transformed coworkers converged, their animalistic new bodies drawn by the overwhelming scent of musk and seed she was generating.\nAnd all because she loved her coffee. \nBack on the wall, the captions continued as a newscaster leaned over the desk with tits stretching his sport coat far enough to reach over the end of his desk.\n“...national state of emergency... don’t know how much longer... entire country, possibly world... oh, God, it feels so good…”\nThe television cracked under the weight of Tatsky’s balls as she cried out in pleasure and the ongoing blasts of orgasmic lust sent ripples of deep, extreme euphoria through her quivering, massively oversized body. It wasn’t quite the huge presentation she originally intended, but as Tatsky’s cannon rained tanuki seed across the surrounding blocks of downtown, she put everything she had into it.\nThe tanuki fountain naturally drew attention, and Tatsky groaned as she felt something warm and feathery slam into her from behind. A firm beak nuzzled the back of her head as something huge and massive flew right in through the window, joining her in the conference room. The unfamiliar bird was black-feathered and, like Tatsky, sporting an immense endowment that thwapped and dragged across the tanuki’s hips and backside. Tatsky ended up face-first into the door, keeping it blocked with her enormous upper body and breasts, while her hips dangled over the conference room table and her massive cock jerked against the side of the building outside the window. The enormous length, far bigger than the bird’s, knocked and thumped against the side of the building, sending tremors down to the foundation.\nTatsky’s eyes spread open wide as she felt the bird’s huge length stretch her oversized rump, which flexed and squeezed around the enormous tip. Her plump, furry brown cheeks were thick, far wider than her thighs below - almost three times as wide as her already plump thighs. Tatsky cried out, groaning with lust as she felt feathery fingers groping and grasping at her cheeks, digging in and pulling as the massive maleness surged inside her body. \nOutside the window, more oversized avians appeared, coming to perch and stroke each other as they waited their turn on the room-filling tanuki… \n\n\nThe end", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Tatsky’s Coffee
By Danath
Tatsky © Tatsky
Original Story: Jeff’s Coffee (2010 - https://www.sofurry.com/view/126210)
* * *
Tatsky grimaced as sharp lances of sunlight emerged from behind some clouds, allowing the early morning sun to reach the depths of the employee lounge. Tatsky holed up in the lounge earlier in the morning, maybe three or four o’clock, in order to be closer to the coffee maker. Without the steady supply of freshly made coffee, he wouldn’t have finished his project. Now it was just a matter of delivering the very important presentation to the management team and board members.
Tatsky had another pot of coffee while getting ready. Fortunately, he had plenty of time to scrub up in the office bathroom and clean up the snack wrappers and stained coffee mugs from the overnight cram session. The presentation was brutal to put together, with most of the necessary information coming from the departments only at the very last moment and often in unintelligible forms requiring all sorts of hacking and translation to make any sense with the rest of the presentation. Tatsky rubbed his eyes and downed another mug as he put on his tie and jacket, then refilled his cup one more time before stepping out onto the main office floor. There were only a few other people here this early in the morning, but he wanted to make sure the A/V equipment in the meeting room was working before the board got there.
The young up-and-comer at the office, Tatsky was always trying to put his best foot forward, and so far found himself lucky to land some plumb assignments leading up to this one. Almost there. As he passed by empty desks, he could hear a radio playing the early news.
“Residents are being urged to avoid any contact with the contaminated water due to serious side effects. For more information, go to the CDC's website…”
Tatsky ignored it. He had more important things to deal with, like making sure there were enough chairs, that there was fresh coffee available in the conference room, and that the microphones were close enough to everyone’s heads to pick up what was said in the discussion afterwards for those joining in remotely.
He was well past the desk, and didn’t hear the followup which may have concerned him otherwise:
“...caffeine mixing with the contaminated water is producing extraordinarily perverse results in victims... again, officials are urging all residents not to drink or come in contact with any water from the city main due to a contamination…”
In the conference room, Tatsky turned on the large television hanging on the wall. It was preprogrammed to a local over-the-air channel. The volume was off and the captions were on. It was showing some newscasters waving their arms around and reading off of papers being handed to them. Tatsky ignored it as well, intent on hunting down the cable underneath he needed to connect his laptop to the screen.
“...call the CDC... don't drink... avoid contact... incredibly urgent... water mains shut off until…”
Tatsky’s hand reached up from under the table, grabbed the handle of his coffee mug, and pulled it underneath. A satisfied slurp and an “Ahhhh” echoed from beneath before the mug reappeared more than half empty.
There was a general rustling under the table as Tatsky hunted in the dark for the cord, which had somehow gotten tangled up in some power cords for the microphones. Cursing and struggling to disentangle them, Tatsky shifted his knees and started backing out from underneath once he found the end.
One hand reached down and tugged at his pants, which were being pulled uncomfortably tight around his hips and legs as he absentmindedly got back to his feet and, cable securely in hand, picked up his coffee mug again.
As he drank, his eyes went to the television screen, going left-to-right as he read the captions.
“Symptoms include unnatural hair growth, breathing difficulties, and other physical anomalies... experience symptoms, contact emergency services right away…”
Well, that sounded bad.
Then his eyes went to the chyron below the captions, which was flashing in large bright red letters the dangers of drinking the city water.
The coffee mug bounced off the top of the table, but didn’t break as Tatsky’s hands went to his face. His heart raced as he realized he should have paid more attention to the news, and that a thick layer of fur was sprouting from his cheeks and chin. The caffeine buzz he’d been feeling turned into something warmer and deeper and he let out a shocked gasp while staring at the captions on the screen.
Outside the conference room, he heard something clatter and a shout, but Tatsky stood transfixed and alarmed as the symptoms scrolled down the screen and the captions continued. One of the co-hosts, a pretty blonde lady, began taking deeper breaths and shivering as her co-host, a tall and handsome brown-haired newscaster, kept speaking. Her fingernails scraped down the table as fine white hairs grew from around her neck and jawline.
Tatsky stared, disbelief on his face, as he looked down at himself and felt the hair under his fingers. There was a brief moment of panic and near terror, but a sudden dizziness sent the partly-furred human sprawling over the conference table. As he recovered, the sense of alarm was replaced by a deep, warm feeling, one that quickly grew in strength and power until his head lifted and a groan rolled past his lips. Heat surged through his belly as the fur spread across his face, covering his human features in a thick animal pelt. Dark brown fur filled in from the top of his head to his neck, with darker black around his eyes and bands on his shoulders. His suit stretched across his torso, pulled not just from the sides by his arms, but the front by surges of warm growth that left him gasping and shaking.
“...reports that hundreds of people are experiencing symptoms... officials are trying to stop reporters…”
Tatsky’s fingers were no longer human. He stared at them, fascinated, as they dug furrows into the conference room table. They were short and sharp at the end of his fuzzy, dark brown furred fingers. The front of his suit strained outwards. The lapels pulled to the sides as the button-up shirt underneath shoved through. Coming untucked, it found some room to stretch forward across the top of the table.
Tatsky’s mouth closed and stretched. He groaned as he shoved himself backwards, staggering upright and maintaining his balance despite the enormous jugs swelling inside his button-up shirt. The buttons strained, pulled very tight, so that the fabric formed vertical irises. Plush tan fuzz poked through the gaps as Tatsky’s claws pressed into the sides of her head.
Her ears were gone! No, they were there… on top of her head… what was going on… she felt so warm… so very, very warm…
The tanuki’s tail, which featured a single black stripe down the top and a black tip, stuck straight out as she leaned back forward into the table, only this time, the growing bulge in her suit pants went first. It flattened across the conference table and stretched lewdly outwards, pulling taut around Tatsky’s widening hips in the back of it. Her tail swept across the growing rump cheeks as fur stuck out the bottoms of both legs.
“...problem here in the studio... co-host displaying symptoms... what the hell was that white stuff?”
Tatsky’s eyes closed and she shoved both paws down into the sides of her huge package. Her paws sank in up to the wrists in the bowling ball-sized nuts, and a lewd, needy growl escaped her pursed muzzle. Her thighs tensed, then squirmed as a growing heat between her legs made her entire body tremble with lust. She knew she shouldn’t be thinking this way, but she couldn’t help it… she felt so good… so full… so big…
The sound of ripping clothes brought Tatsky somewhat back to her senses. Beneath her groping paws, the suit pants tore completely, and the first to escape were her massive, oversized balls. The tan orbs were big as watermelons and sloshed forward onto the conference table as Tatsky leaned over, gasping, until the buttons on her stretched shirt squeezed across the top of the accompanying cock, a gorgeously thick and heavy pink number that flexed and trembled between her heavy breasts.
The tanuki’s hips shoved forward, sliding her massive sac further across the table, giving some relief as they sought to swell even bigger. The deep gasp that followed proved too much for her expensive shirt; the buttons ripped off and bounced off the walls and windows of the conference room. A plump set of tanuki tits flopped out and settled into place, each orb four or five times the size of her head. Tatsky stared, shocked, but too aroused to prevent her paws going immediately for the fat, thick nipples capping each plump breast.
She moaned and leaned forward, humping her huge balls across the top of the table as the short tanuki swelled larger and thicker by the moment, driven by the excessive amounts of caffeine present in her system. Her eyes widened as she clutched at her nipples and her heavy balls slapped forward with an echoing thump. The heavy pink cock above, which wasn’t growing at nearly the rate of her enormous balls, lurched as it released a thick spray of pre-cum that reached all the way to the door of the conference room.
It just felt too good… her paws spread, wrapping around her immense balls again. They were so heavy, so full, so big and warm and fat and sloshing so nicely… her thick thighs pounded against the side of the table as her huge balls swelled bigger and bigger, until they were nearly half as big around as she was tall. Despite her cock being more than a foot long, it looked puny and tiny compared to her tan sac.
“...trying to continue broadcast... studio being evacuated as we speak... thousands of reports of people drinking contaminated water... spreading infection through bodily fluids…”
The tanuki’s changes only accelerated as she humped and jerked, stroking and squeezing herself to try to find some way to relieve the intense, urgent needs growing within her. Licking her plump lips before her muzzle sagged open, she watched as her massive pink cock fired another few spurts of clear pre-cum. The scent was incredible, she thought. She may not know what was happening, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t enjoy it, right?
With leisurely strokes, she pumped her hips forward, bouncing off her balls and humping the air, but it was enough. Especially once the thickly furred tanuki’s heavy jugs started bouncing off her plump belly. The weight of it really made her hard. Her huge, fat, heavy balls…
They were several feet thicker around by now, and the table sagged under the weight of them.
  "...something... happening... I'm changing... oh God..."
Tatsky paid the captions on the television no heed by now. She had far more important things to worry about. Another splatter across the far door erupted from her fat pink tanuki cock as she stroked down to the fuzzy sheath at the base. Crooning and moaning, her massive balls bloated further, tense and taut and supremely filled. The sagging table finally broke clean in half and dropped them onto the floor with a thudding whump that made the tanuki’s eyes pop.
The door to the conference room opened in the middle of the next few pungent blasts of pre-cum, soaking down one of Tatsky’s coworkers in thick tanuki seed. Tatsky couldn’t see who it was, but they stumbled back out of the doorway and into the wall opposite, where they set off the fire alarms. The sprinklers triggered, sending waves of water down through the entire building.
“...live from sister station... host was struck by sudden illness... reports say infection is under control... danger passed…”
Tatsky’s ears perked as she listened to the resulting moans, gasps, and breaking furniture from outside the conference room as the contaminated water rained down around them. Her changes only got faster, and her soaked fur clung to the outlines of her immense balls. Each tanuki orb was the same height as her - explaining why she couldn’t see much in front of her. She leaned into them, humping her fat, relatively small cock into the fuzzy orbs. Even more seed erupted from her cock, mixing with the water as the sounds of lustful moaning and growing echoed in, even over the sound of the fire alarm, which mercifully cut out rather quickly along with the lights.
The mains power remained, though, and the television stayed on, though out of Tatsky’s sight.
“...new reports urge calm... phone lines to city unavailable... military being mobilized as precaution according to officials…”
Before long, Tatsky found herself with her back against the wall. Or rather, window. Her massive, hyper-sized tanuki balls now stretched more than halfway to the ceiling and more or less completely subsumed the conference room table, which creaked under the weight. There was no way to get out of the door without removing it along with most of the wall. Her massive cock, which was as thick around as her own waist and several feet long, fired nonstop, a firehose of tanuki pre-cum.
How, she wondered, could she feel so good and not yet cum for real? Despite the flood, she could feel just how taut and bloated her balls were, how urgent the need was. Tatsky hadn’t ever felt a case of blue balls as bad as what was wracking her body now, making her whole pelt fuzz up and stand on end as her muscles and limbs shivered. She shuddered and wiggled, grinding her cock and breasts and into the mountain of ballflesh in front of her as her shoulders squeezed back against the window behind her. Turning her head, she looked out through the blinds at the city.
Enormous animal people tottered down the street, some mounting each other. People ran from buildings, some mid-transformation, as the streets began to run white.
“...still spreading... mass evacuations... water supplies already infected across state... hot in here, or is it just me?”
In the bright morning light coming through the windows, Tatsky’s rapidly growing sac finally reached a point where it just wasn’t possible to get any bigger. Many hundreds of pounds heavier than the tanuki’s short and thick figure, the pent-up orbs finally released what promised to be the first of many loads. Tatsky’s fingers clutched at the base of her cock as she fell backwards, only for the massive balls to keep her partly upright. The tightness at her crotch, the way those huge balls pulled back and throbbed, made her fire straight at the window, which shattered outwards before the entire frame dropped to the sidewalk below.
Hanging halfway out two stories above the ground, Tatsky’s cock erupted. Fountains of white seed as thick as her own head sprayed from dozens of feet in huge ropes that reached all the way to the other side of the street and broke windows of the building opposite. Again and again she fired off, both arms guiding her shaft as she tried to work out every ounce she could. It was really gallons, hundreds of them, pouring from her massive shaft every few seconds.
The warm morning sun soaked into her stained fur as she thrust and humped madly, growling and gasping as her overgrown balls finally felt some relief. The ache continued, though, and she trembled as she realized how far she had to go before she’d be fully satisfied. Down below, the various remaining humans who’d been trying to escape ended up covered in her jizz, while throughout the building, her transformed coworkers converged, their animalistic new bodies drawn by the overwhelming scent of musk and seed she was generating.
And all because she loved her coffee.
Back on the wall, the captions continued as a newscaster leaned over the desk with tits stretching his sport coat far enough to reach over the end of his desk.
“...national state of emergency... don’t know how much longer... entire country, possibly world... oh, God, it feels so good…”
The television cracked under the weight of Tatsky’s balls as she cried out in pleasure and the ongoing blasts of orgasmic lust sent ripples of deep, extreme euphoria through her quivering, massively oversized body. It wasn’t quite the huge presentation she originally intended, but as Tatsky’s cannon rained tanuki seed across the surrounding blocks of downtown, she put everything she had into it.
The tanuki fountain naturally drew attention, and Tatsky groaned as she felt something warm and feathery slam into her from behind. A firm beak nuzzled the back of her head as something huge and massive flew right in through the window, joining her in the conference room. The unfamiliar bird was black-feathered and, like Tatsky, sporting an immense endowment that thwapped and dragged across the tanuki’s hips and backside. Tatsky ended up face-first into the door, keeping it blocked with her enormous upper body and breasts, while her hips dangled over the conference room table and her massive cock jerked against the side of the building outside the window. The enormous length, far bigger than the bird’s, knocked and thumped against the side of the building, sending tremors down to the foundation.
Tatsky’s eyes spread open wide as she felt the bird’s huge length stretch her oversized rump, which flexed and squeezed around the enormous tip. Her plump, furry brown cheeks were thick, far wider than her thighs below - almost three times as wide as her already plump thighs. Tatsky cried out, groaning with lust as she felt feathery fingers groping and grasping at her cheeks, digging in and pulling as the massive maleness surged inside her body.
Outside the window, more oversized avians appeared, coming to perch and stroke each other as they waited their turn on the room-filling tanuki…


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