"Are you sure you want this house Alice?" The fox asked for the fourth time that day, his bubbly, giddy wife giggling back to him.

	"Of course Mark!" Sure it's a little run down, but we can get it all fixed up and looking so lovely!" The thick fox said back to her husband, clasping her hands in delight. The couple had been looking for months for a new place to move into and start their lives together. Mark didn't know what his wife had seen in the home at all though. Sure it was large and spacious, but it was out in the middle of nowhere, on top a hill that overlooked the city.

	"A little run down? The landlord said it was practically haunted with how rundown it was. I get the mortgage is cheap cuz of it, but wouldn't you rather something nicer?" The fox asked back, still unsure about it. His thick, busty wife pouted at him.

	"Oh will you stop already? We signed the papers and now it is our house; so it's final!" Alice said with a bit of a punch to her voice. Mark knew better to talk back to his wife. When she wanted something, his lovely wife got it.

	"Y-Yes dear." Mark replied as he kept driving along, following the dirt trail as it lead them away from the city and toward their new home. The fox could see it up the hill; a huge white home that overlooked everything. He could see how damaged and in need of repair it was. He felt tired just looking at the home, knowing he was the one that was going to be doing all the repairs.

	"Look Mark! Oh it's simply lovely!" Alice said as the house was in view now, it's peeling paint and decaying wood clearly charming to Alice, but only seemed like a pain to Mark. The fox had to listen to his eager wife the whole way up the hill, her excitement only growing as they got closer. Once they were in the driveway, Alice quickly got out and waddled her way inside.

	Mark gave a big sigh as he got out of the car. He loved his wife dearly, but she was a bit too eager for a house that looked like it hadn't been lived in in over a thousand years. All he could think about was how no one was going to visit or even that they'd be the new laughing stock of the city. No one had purchased or lived in the house for years; so old that the seller didn't even know when it was made or by whom. It made Mark nervous, but he was a bit happy his wife was excited for it. At least she'd help him make it look better.

	"Just look at how wide the rooms are sweetie! Oh we can fit so much into these and maybe even host some parties!" Alice said as she walked around the main living room, looking at the walls and floors. There wasn't much furniture inside the house at all, and what was there was in pretty poor condition. Mark simply sat down on the torn up couch, a spring painfully pushing into his rear end.

 	"Yeah, it's something alright..." The fox grumbled as Alice moved to the fireplace. Out of everything in the room, it was the only thing that looked decently well or at the very least, not a complete torn-up mess.

	It was then that Alice heard a noise. It sounded like it came from inside the chimney of the fireplace; a skittering kind of sound. "Hmm? Is there something in the fireplace?" The thick fox said as she bent over and tried to look up it. It was hard to see anything as the house didn't really have any functioning lights around or even a candle. It didn't deter the fox from pushing her nose in more as she moved into the fireplace and tried to look up it. From Mark's perspective; he looked over and saw his wife's fat ass sticking out from the fireplace.

	"What are you doing Alice?" Mark asked, his wife grunting a bit.

	"I thought I heard something in here, so I wanted to look, but I think I'm stuck now." The thick fox said, grunting more as she tried to pull back. Mark rubbed the temple of his forehead. Just what he needed.

	"Well, let me get up and help you then." The fox said, sighing heavily once more as he stood up. As he did, Alice gave out a sharp meep, her thick rear jumping a bit.

	"I-I think something touched me!' She cried out. Mark didn't take it too seriously until he watched as his wife's body was pulled on roughly before her thick rear and heavy body were pulled up and into the chimney, the obese fox crying out as she was abducted!

	"Alice!" The fox cried out as his wife was pulled up into the dark abyss. He ran over and looked up the chimney, but couldn't see anything from how dark it was. He expected to hear Alice screaming or crying, but it was silent. It made Mark panic until he heard his wife once more. But it wasn't cries of terror he was hearing. It was intense groans and cries of arousal and pleasure!

	"Oh god! Ahhhh! Fuck!" Alice screamed out as something began gushing out from the chimney. Mark backed up as it was gushing roughly and profusely all over the foot of the brick. He didn't know what it was until he caught the scent on it. His wife was cumming profusely from something; harder than he had ever made her cum before! It went on for a minute before the silence returned, worrying Mark once again.

	"A-Alice? Are you ok?" He asked, trying to look up the chimney again. No reply was given, the fox trembling a bit.

	"I'm right here sweetie." Mark nearly jumped out of his fur. His wife's voice came not from up the chimney, but right behind him. Mark slowly turned to see that his wife's face was now on the wall of the house, the wooden wall slowly getting covered in her lush orange fur. "I'm just fine, see?" She said back, the face huge and covering the wall as the walls and floor turned into her orange and white fur.

	"W-What?! What's going on?! What did you do to my wife?!" Mark cried out, gasping as the carpet under him turned into lush fox fur against his toes. He fell back onto his rear as he watched the interior of the room change entirely, his wife's face smiling to him sweetly.

	"What do you mean sweetie? I'm right here. Everything is ok. We're going to be so happy in our new home!" The face replied back. Mark didn't understand what was going on at all. Why was his wife's face on the wall and her fur coating the walls and floor now?! "Come sweetie. Use me. Feel better." The face moaned out and teased as the wall morphed and changed below the face, soon his wife's massive ass and thick pussy were on display before him. The fox could feel his face turn red at the blatant sight of his wife's massive ass and thick pussy; but he also got a heated whiff of her heated scent. Mark was unable to control the fast erection he got, the face murring pleasantly. "That's a good boy, Mark. Fuck me. Use your wife."

	The fox's mind was a complete blur and jumbled mess. The face looked and sounded like his wife, but was it really her? Mark didn't really have time to comprehend what was happening as his wife's arms soon formed out from the fur flooring and began to pull and tug his clothing off. Before Mark knew it, he was naked, his average erection throbbing heavily at the sight of his wife's ass.

	"I need you so badly Mark. Fuck me. Use me." The face moaned at him, a huge pair of tits soon forming underneath the face and above the fat fox ass. Mark's face got bright red as his wife's huge tits soon formed, the fox slowly getting up. His body was trembling a bit, unsure of what was going on, but was also heavily aroused at the sight the house was displaying.

	"A-Are you really my wife?" Mark asked timidly as he walked over and placed his hands on the fat fox ass jutting from the wall. He moaned out a bit, feeling the thick, supple softness that was his wife's familiar ass. The face merely murred and smirked down at him as Mark timidly shoved his length into his wife's fat pussy. Almost immediately, her fat folds clamped down onto his length and pulled him in, Mark yelping as his cock was being pulled into his wife's cunt and held tightly.

	"I might as well be. She belongs to me now and, as such, is me. You will obey me Mark and love me." The face on the wall said back as the fox ass's thick folds began to suck and pull on his length harshly, the fox whimpering out at the face's words as it utterly had control of the situation. The tugging pulled the fox's torso forward, pulling him over the fox's ass and into the huge tits that were jutting off the wall. Mark meeped as he got a face full of his wife's massive knockers, his hands instinctively groping them. "That's a good boy Mark. Drink from me."

	Mark whined roughly as his maw moved to one of the tit's fat nipples and began to suck on it roughly, his hips starting to move and thrust into his wife's pussy as he was losing control of his lust and arousal. His mind was being filled with the need to breed; the face murring pleasantly at the sight. Mark couldn't control his body anymore. He didn't know what was going on but, the smell of his wife in heat and her body so blatantly lewd in front of him, it drove him to fuck the wall cunt hard and rough. He moaned out deeply and heavily into her fat tit as he drank down her thick milk roughly, squeezing them tighter. It wasn't much longer until Mark was at his limit as was cumming into his wife's cunt, filling it with his seed. He moaned and panted as he slowly stopped, resting his body on top of his wife's ass.

	"Thank you Mark. Now I can give back to you." The face said lewdly as the face, tits and ass merged back into the fur wall, disappearing and dropping Mark suddenly to the ground. The fox grunted a bit at the sudden change, getting his bearings as he looked behind himself. He watched as two bodies formed from the ground, both of them his wife. They were connected to the floor by their feet, exact copies of his wife except for one difference. Both of them had cocks and balls at their crotches; exact copies of his length and balls. "Time to make you into my bitch."

	The two Alice clones quickly waddled their way over to mark and gripped his body. The smaller male fox was tired from just having sex, so he wasn't ready to defend himself as the two busty herm foxes got him onto his hands and knees. Unceremoniously, they shoved their average lengths into his ass and maw at the same time, Mark crying out roughly as he had never been fucked before.

	"That's a good boy Mark. Take my cocks. You're going to be a good bitch for me and breed our young." The fox house said as it rammed its twin cocks into Mark relentlessly. It cared very little if he could take his own length, instead simply forcing him to take it. All the lithe fox between the two thick herm foxes could do was whimper and whine as he was utterly dominated and fucked. "Yes, you'll be a good bitch for me. Breed for me. Bring me more to consume. You'll love me forever Mark; whether you want to or not."

	Mark could only whine as the two obese bodies covered his smaller form, rutting him relentlessly. His maw and ass slowly stretched and got used to the rough fucking, much to the house's liking. Soon, the twin obese foxes hilted into his maw and ass at the same time, Mark moaning out as he felt cum rush down his throat and ass heavily.

	"The best part about me Mark? I only need a little bit of your DNA to multiply it forever. I'm breeding you with your wife's eggs and your sperm. You'll birth your own young. Well, I should say my young. I own you and I am your wife, so they are my young." The heavy fox said with a smirk, watching as Mark's thin, flat belly began to swell and bulge out, bloating out with seed and eggs that the house pumped into him. Once the house was satisfied with how full is belly was, the fox at his face retreated and melded back into the floor, leaving just him and the other herm fox.

	"Such a good slut Mark. You'll serve me well. But I need to make you more accommodating to my desires. I need you to fetch me fresh souls to devour and this body of yours just won't work at all. Let's make you more appealing." The fox said as she lifted Mark up by his torso, pushing his back into her huge tits. Mark would soon feel the most bizarre sensation of his life as his rear end and the house fox's crotch seemed to fuse together. It felt extremely alien, but also heavily arousing. "Let's start with the basics. This chest of yours; much too small." The house said as it groped his chest. Mark gasped out as he watched his chest slowly bulge and swell out, growing into huge, round tits. They were exactly the same shape and size his wife's were, the fox house molding his body.

	"Next, this ass is much too small." The herm fox's hands moved down to Mark's rear as it too began to swell and bloat out. Mark cried out as his rear grew out huge and thick, his wife's titanic ass now his to hold. "Wonderful. Just one last change." The house said as Mark would feel the lips on his face thicken and swell up, bloating into plump dick sucking lips.

	Once the changes were done, the house murred pleasantly as it pulled off from him, letting Mark feel the changes it made to him. The fox whined heavily as he found standing up to be incredibly difficult, the massive weight at his chest and backside making him extremely off balanced.

	"There, a whore after my own heart. Get up, get dressed in your wife's clothing and go get me someone to consume cunt." The house simply said to him. "Otherwise, I have no qualms to fucking you for the rest of your life. I don't tire cunt. I could breed you endlessly." It continued before it began to merge back into the flooring. "Be a good whore and bring me someone tasty." It said before it retreated into the floor, the organ and white fur surrounding the room fading away as the entire room returned to normal.

	Mark whimpered and stumbled several times as he made his way out to the car, nearly falling over from how massive his tits were. He was glad he was still a guy, but he had huge tits, a fat ass and was now pregnant with his house's young. The idea, thought and notion of it all seemed impossible. It seemed like a dream. But it was anything but as he got to his wife's clothing in the back of the vehicle. It took a bit to strap on her immense bra over his tits and was surprised how snug her massive panties were over his tiny cock and balls. He blushed roughly as he got dressed in her over-sized clothing, looking much more feminine than ever.

	As he got into the car, he realized he could just drive away. He could leave and forget this ever happened, despite how extreme his body was. But something in him told me he couldn't. Like the house had planted something within him when they were conjoined. It was an urge to serve, submit, obey. He couldn't deny it and felt so strongly to serve. As he revved up the engine of the car and tried to figure out how to drive with his new immense tits, he knew he had to find someone for the house. He had to serve the house. He had to obey.