Her life had been normal, the 30-odd-something-old ferret would work, walk around town, daily life tasks abound. She wasn't some saint neither; she had both sired and received offspring before, though she wasn't in the process of caring for any in the current moment. So, that's why, on one bright and sunny spring morning, she found herself in the most sudden, worst heat that she had ever endured.
Ever since the crack of dawn, the ferret's morning wood refused to deflate. Time and time again, hefty ropes of virile seed were flung across her room, doting every surface from her floor and furniture to the walls and ceiling. Holes had not been spared, self-fucking guaranteeing to make herself pregnant, but still this heat did not subside. Her balls ached but they filled up as needy as ever after every blast. There was something, some reason, some need to go into heat harder and stronger, some scent on the air stronger than her own self-orgy. After noontime rolled around and her orgasms numbered in the hundreds, Nitzel waded through her knee-high swamp of momma semen to figure out what it was. She donned a modest shirt and coat, as well as a pair of jeans, but nothing could really accomodate her perma-hard penis and rock-slicing hard nips. So, with her dick hanging out of the zipper and bottom half of her breasts exposed, she wandered into the city, towards a local park. She needed to find this source.
It didn't take long. The long stares and gasps went unnoticed. Forgotten. Irrelevant. There, sitting on a bench, legs swinging, was a tiny lil' bunny chimera, a boy no older than six. In his hands, he played and cheered at some sort of handheld gaming system. A jacket with a crop top underneath dominated his torso, but below, the boyshorts he wore were packed so tight that they might as well have been panties. A cockbulge that rested on the ground while he sat, audibly churning fresh loads and smelling like a thousand clients at a local brothel. He was a perfect specimen, the type a kid-loving ferret like Nitzel would feel right at home taking him back to her place, worshiping him, loving him. And thus she approached.
"H-hey there little one. You having fun there?" Nitzel stammered out, her perpetually-hard shaft pulsing a constant stream of seed past the two of them. The tiny bunny looked up from his game at her, and with a wide smile, gave a big nod.
"Uh-huh! I'm gonna finally beat the big fire level! These bad guys are strong, but I brought some fire res- ris- uhh, stuff that's good against fire!" He exclaimed, triumphantly. Without any questions, Nitzel was able to sit down next to him, legs touching.
"Oh yeah? Mind if I, mmmn, watch?" Nitzel sat and watched him play his game, explaining some things in ways only a kid can. While she paid attention, Nitzel was far more focused on those huge, roiling sphere shapes between the cub's legs. So much was her attention and adoration for him that she never really cared how much she was casually shooting out, herself. Coating plants, passersby, anything in her path with seed. Her cunt ached, burned with desire, echoed by her soft pants and moans above. It would take a few minutes, full of sneaky thigh rubs and occasional leg brushes, before Nitzel moaned out more needily.
"Mmmnh, So, little bunny boy. You can call me- nnnfhh! M-Momma Nitzel, okay? I got a game I think you'll like, too..." Withough waiting for his response, the ferret stood up and bent over in front of the lad. She was easily able to grip her jeans and tear them to shreds, thanks to how soaked they were with juices, in order to reveal her plump and heat-addled cunt to the boy. "If you, oogh, take your clothes off, I can show you a big adult game to play, o-okay?"
The show had very obvious results on the naive kid. Just seeing that ample cunt, his bulge twitched, bulges, and expanded. A mere single foot of grow shredded his shorts to reveal twin shafts that glistened with kindergarten pre. All inhibition was fully lost to Nitzel as her hole quivered and grew slightly, wanting to be ready for her true destiny: a broodmother.
"Th-there you g-go. Shirt t-t-too! Th-then we can play b-big boy games!" The naive bun panted, following her orders to slip out of his clothes fully. Once that was done, and Nitzel removed her own top, she used both hands to spread her juicy snatch for her teachable lover. "A-and now, you're gonna put those big 'cocks' of yours into my 'pussy,' okay? A-and you're gonna rock your hips in and out until you feel, mmmmnnnnughhh, feel something big coming. That's when you're gonna 'cum,' okay?"
The tiny bunny nodded and, as if by instinct, managed to plunge his way forward until their bits connected. Immediately, Nitzel's defenseless womb was assaulted by twin streams of hyper-virile, overpotent cubby cum, with the two participants moaning out loudly. And so, their copulation started, two lovers destined to deliver world-shattered proportions. Nitzel could feel her true calling be satisfied, as her heat rose ever higher. The need to please this new lover was too great, and she could feel herself changing to suit him. Her ass fattened up, her breasts grew and multiplied, her holes quivered in their shapely growth, all to server him and their new legions of offspring that undoubtedly gestated within her greedy womb. She could feel her underage partner's changes, too. His sack grew, his dick expanded, hips thrusting harder and more frequent. Just as before, onlookers were ignored, as there was nothing as important as having sex right now. And yet, despite all that, she was in for even more surprise when the bunny called out to her.
"M-momma Nitzel...! I-I think... I-...I'm gonna cum!"
He wasn't even truly cumming yet! With another thrust, the fate of everywhere was sealed. Batter came out at increasing force, multiplying harder every second as those dicks grew and balls whisked up greater amounts of their contents. Nitzel's belly surged outwards, both at the input the tiny kid was producing as well as the rapid gravidity of her womb. Her lifetime of fertility had finally met the other piece of her puzzle, the chimera's hyper virility, and could finally work as intended. Rapidly, the gunk in her hole formed new life in the hundreds, thousands, hundreds of thousands. Each one sporting their own growing, roiling, discharging penises and adding to the mix even more. Nitzel was reduced to a moaning, transforming mess, as her body gave way to the needs and desires or her breeder. White flowed out of her hole at an impressive rate, first by the bucketfuls, then tubfuls, then roomfuls. Al lthe while, her belly grew with all the love she could provide.
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Hours later, Nitzel rest atop her belly contently. Her milk-laden rows of breasts waterfalled her own output down their building-sized forms. By now, the city had been leveled, reduced to rubble under her dominating belly. Her offspring were countless within, bulges of double-digit-long ferret-bunny cub dicks pushing against her walls. The musky scent that had once attracted her to the cub had spread to a tri-state area, impregnating all who came into contact with it. It's nothing campared to the semen, which caused an equal rapid pregnancy upon contact, as can be seen by the other fur-coated orbs scattered across the horizon. All-in-all, finding the source of her heat and quenching it was satisfying, and every little twitch or spasm of her vaginal muscles reminded of how stuffed she still was. But, just as she was relaxing, she felt the shafts in her throb, not just the bunny behind her, but all of their offspring, too. The sound of burbles and sloshes began to rise as cub equipment everywhere began to throb harder, bigger, needier. Her heat returned, double as needy, when the bunny muttered out, "m-mmmn... m-more is coming...!"
That was all just his first shot.
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