“Maybe she’s not home?”
Boony turned toward Chuba, tilting his muzzle down toward the short feline and shaking his head. “Why would she call us over and then leave? She’s probably just down in her basement. You can’t hear anything from down there.”
He turned back around and tried ringing the doorbell one more time, tapping his foot while the two of them waited. There was no response. When the wolf finally tried the doorknob, though, he found it was unlocked, so with a shrug, he led the way inside.
“Fang?” he called out. “I got your call! Here to help you fix…” He made a face and muttered more quietly, “Whatever it is that needs fixing. Come on, Chuba, she must be in project mode.”
“Project mode?” the cat repeated.
“Yeah. Whenever Fang starts in on a new project, she gets tunnel vision. She’ll stay in her lab even if the house is on fire, so long as it’s not getting in the way of her experiments. Then she’ll stay there even longer just to see how the new mixture reacts to extreme heat.”
Boony chuckled and led the way to the kitchen, where the stairway leading down into his cousin’s basement waited. Also waiting for them was a single glass of what looked like water, sitting all on its own in the middle of Fang’s kitchen table. There was a small piece of paper next to the tall glass, saying simply, “Drink this and come down to the lab. –Fang” 
“Great.” The wolf rolled his eyes, then picked the glass up with a grimace, bringing it close to his face and squinting at it.
“What?” Chuba asked. “She left some water for you? I am kinda thirsty.”
Boony shook his head again. “There are two possibilities when Fang does something like this. Either she’s working on something toxic, and there’s an antidote in here to protect us from the experiment’s side effects, or…”
“Or?”
He leveled a flat stare at the feline. “Or we’re the experiment.”
Chuba blinked, then lifted an eyebrow. “Or you’re the experiment, you mean. I’m just here because you’re my ride home.”
With a sigh, Boony held his nose over the glass and gave its clear contents a tentative sniff. He couldn’t smell anything but water, but that didn’t mean much where Fang was concerned. Licking his lips, he hesitated just a moment longer before tipping the glass back and downing half of the drink, then passed the glass over to Chuba. The truth was, he’d been pretty thirsty himself, after meeting Chuba at a nearby mechanic’s shop. The cat’s car had broken down on the side of the highway, and though he’d gotten it towed easily enough, he’d been left without a ride back to his house. No sooner had Boony met up with the feline, though, than Fang’s message had buzzed in his phone’s inbox, so here they were, making one more pit stop.
“You’d better have the last of that,” Boony told his friend, “In case it really is some kind of antidote. Or you could wait out in the car if you want. I’m not sure how long this is going to take.”
The brown cat considered the drink for a moment, his short bob tail twitching behind him. Then he just shrugged and calmly sipped the rest of it, setting the empty glass back down on the table. “All right, then. Let’s go do science.”
Boony frowned when they found the lab’s lights off, no one at all to be seen in Fang’s expansive, refurbished basement. Fang’s extensive alchemy lab sat arranged carefully over a long table next to one wall, alembics and various other glass and ceramic devices scattered on other tables throughout the room, but none of them were in use.
“Maybe she’s taking a bathroom break?” Chuba suggested.
The wolf shrugged a shoulder, feeling a little uneasy. It didn’t look like that drink had been an antidote to anything at all, which meant…
A muscle spasmed in his lower belly, traveling down from his stomach to his crotch with a sudden sharpness that had his legs buckling. The wolf’s entire groin flexed, all at once, a collection of cramping muscles, and he realized that in a single instant he’d grown completely unsheathed and erect, his shaft pinned down one leg of his shorts.
Just as he was sinking down to his knees, Boony heard Chuba let out a gasp and a groan of his own beside him, the cat’s paws both shooting to his own shorts, where an obvious bulge was trying to burst free over the front of one thigh. “What…what did that drink do…?” Chuba stammered, stumbling to one side and almost losing his balance, and Boony could feel his own arousal swelling even larger, a seam up the side of his shorts straining under the sudden stretch.
Before the wolf could respond, he heard the storage closet’s door click open behind him, and a familiar, exasperated voice said, “Aw, Boony, you shared the drink with Chuba?”
That was Fang, and as the wolf turned around, he heard Voodoo chime in, “I don’t see why that’s a bad thing.”
They were standing there in front of the open storage room, Fang and Voodoo, the female wolf and arctic fox smirking right at Boony and Chuba. Boony staggered around to face them, then grimaced as his shorts gave in with a loud rip, the seam down his right leg bursting apart and letting his growing shaft spring up and slap him in the chest. His balls were swelling dramatically, too, free now from his ruined shorts, which fluttered down around his left leg.
Chuba’s pants only lasted a little bit longer, the material slightly more stretchy. He turned toward the girls, too, breathing out through clenched teeth in strained embarrassment, “Oh, hey guys…” Then his shorts burst from his legs, as well, the feline’s erection standing at attention more than a foot long in front of his belly.
Boony had his paws in front of his crotch, but his erection just rose up between his arms. There was no point trying to hide the mammoth shaft from anyone; even if he tucked it under his shirt, his swelling balls would still be on full display, and the damage was already done. He rolled his eyes at his cousin. “Fang! You can’t keep doing this sort of thing.”
She ignored his indignation, jabbing a finger in his direction. “You were supposed to drink the whole thing by yourself, Boons.”
Voodoo was just grinning beside her, staring openly at the two oversized erections across the basement from her. “What does it matter? I don’t exactly see anything to complain about.”
Fang turned on the fox. “It matters because that was the most potent enhancement potion I’ve ever brewed. I promised everyone a dick that could touch the ceiling!” Boony grimaced, forced to cradle his erection up against his chest to keep from being capsized by its weight. It was up to his shoulders and still throbbing its way higher, but the sudden surge of growth seemed to be coming to a close. Glancing to his side, he saw Chuba was in a similar state, the brown feline giving up and plopping back on his bare butt, legs spread around his expansive balls.
A third voice piped up from inside the storage room behind the girls, “She promised us that if it didn’t, she’d make a customized potion for each one of us, whatever we wanted.”
Chuba looked up, his pointed ears standing at attention. “Katty? Is that you?”
Yet another voice added, “Yeah, and there are a bunch of us in here.” Boony sighed. That would be Renee, unless his ears were mistaken.
“Only us three, plus Voodoo. That’s just four potions she has to make.” And that must have been Gala. Sure enough, as the other three girls all filed out into the lab proper, Boony realized that they hadn’t even turned the light on in the storage closet. That glow was all coming from Gala, one of the extraterrestrials that were visiting through the galactic exchange program. He’d only met her once, and that briefly, but it was hard not to recognize the star-filled ovals of her dark eyes, each like staring into the night sky, or the incandescent, bluish white glow of the alien girl’s skin.
“I dunno,” Voodoo said, grinning at the male wolf. “Boony might make Fang win that bet after all…”
Boony groaned again, his entire crotch throbbing with pleasure just from the contact of his shirt and forearms rubbing around his shaft. He had to hold it out to one side slightly just to be able to see past its curved tip, but it felt like it had stopped growing.
“Nah, he’s done,” his cousin announced, sounding disappointed.
He grit his teeth and tried to take a step toward her, but nearly lost his balance and had to stop again. “Fang! How am I supposed to drive Chuba home like this? Neither one of us is going to fit in my car now.”
“Yeah, doesn’t look like you two are going anywhere,” Fang told them, and though she still didn’t sound exactly ecstatic since she didn’t get to see her experiment poke a hole through her living room floor, she was still pulling her tank top over her head, tossing the skimpy shirt to the floor beside her. “Guess you’re both just gonna have to make the most of it,” she said, lifting an eyebrow and reaching back for the clasp of her bra.
Boony’s erection went rigid, and a messy splat came from in front of Chuba as a cup-sized glob of the feline’s pre splattered on the cement floor in front of the seated feline. Gulping, Chuba looked over at Boony, meeting the wolf’s eyes. “If it’s all the same to you, I don’t mind spending the night here,” the brown cat said with a small grin of his own.
The other girls were already stripping down, as well, and Boony couldn’t deny that the sight of so many varied yet perfect breasts were making him forget he was supposed to be aggravated with his cousin. Still, he lifted his chin and stared down the length of his muzzle at his cousin, trying to look affronted. It wasn’t easy, with his dick pulsing in his arms right next to his head. “You owe both Chuba and me a potion, too,” he told Fang.
She licked her lips, shamelessly sizing up both of their erections. “Deal.”
“Whatever sort of potion we want.”
“Fine, fine.” Fang was already stepping out of her denim shorts, her breasts wobbling free in front of her, and her panties soon joined the growing pile of clothes on the floor. Boony’s breath hitched in his chest, and he was glad he’d coaxed the agreement out of his cousin when he did. He didn’t think he could get out more than a squeak now that so many of the girls were wearing nothing but their fur. “It’ll be a busy week,” his cousin murmured, sauntering closer with a knowing grin on her muzzle. She didn’t stop until her paw was brushing across the underside of his enormous cock, her touch teasing and feather light. “But I think it’ll be worth it.”
With a groan, Boony let go of his member, and its weight swung down and knocked Fang clean on her back. He looked down at her for just a moment, sprawled with her arms and legs wide and blinking up at him in surprise, then said in a low, breathy murr, “Glad that’s all settled.” 
Then he unceremoniously dropped himself on top of her.
Fang had enough sense to look worried when she saw a three-foot-long dick plummeting toward her, her paws shooting up to brace for impact, but Boony didn’t want to hurt his cousin; his legs were just tired from holding up all that extra weight. So he tried to angle himself so that he wouldn’t land too hard over the other wolf. 
It was still a solid impact, and she let out a grunt as his shaft thumped down against her naked chest, her paws only managing to slow it down a little. Boony held himself up on his hands and knees, his own paws to either side of his cousin’s body with his huge shaft pinned between them, almost entirely covering her from view. Chuckling, he drew his hips back far enough to get a look at her flustered face. “Still worth it?” he asked with a husky laugh.
She hugged her arms around the fleshy barrel covering her, nuzzling into its spongy tip. The noise she made as she lifted her knees around its base was decidedly feminine, and she shot him her most seductive smile from underneath her bangs. “Oh, you know it.”
None of the other girls were inclined to wait and watch from the sidelines. Already Boony could feel other paws brushing along either side of his engorged shaft, and when he looked up, he found Renee and Voodoo lying to either side of Fang and him, the bat and arctic fox so absorbed in exploring the turgid flesh and pulsing veins of his rubbery firm phallus, they didn’t even look up to meet his eyes. He didn’t mind. Their paws felt amazing.
Starting to thrust and grind slowly over his cousin, Boony looked over to check on Chuba, and found the feline staring wonderingly into Gala’s star-filled eyes. The alien girl was sitting naked in front of the brown cat, their knees touching with the pillar of Chuba’s erection sticking straight up between them. She was a little bit taller than the feline, but didn’t seem to mind his short stature at all, her attention turning back and forth between Chuba’s face and his penis. She took it between her smooth, glowing hands, slowly sliding her palms down to its root, then back up to its tip, and when she coaxed out a tremendous smear of pre, she leaned in to sniff, then lick at the feline’s huge glans. 
Katty had slipped behind Chuba and was watching the spectacle with visible astonishment, one black- gloved paw reaching down between her white-furred thighs, her two middle fingers disappearing between her folds. She caught Boony looking her way and glanced in the other direction with an embarrassed blush, but it didn’t take long for her attention to return to Chuba and the other feline’s completely oversized erection. 
While Gala continued to stroke up and down Chuba’s shaft and mesmerize the little cat with her starry eyed smile, an ornery smirk grew on Katty’s face, replacing her embarrassment, and she moved closer behind Chuba, her overly generous breasts swaying with her movements. She knelt down behind him with typical feline stealth, her smirk grew to an outright grin, and she abruptly leaned forward to smoosh her breasts to either side of Chuba’s neck, each jiggling orb as big around as his head. Chuba gasped, going tense, and when he realized what was pillowed around the sides of his face, he shot a fountain of pre into the air that splattered messily over both himself and Gala.
The alien girl didn’t seem to mind. She just laughed, dragging her fingers across her smooth skin and collecting a webbed handful of precum between them, then began innocently sucking those fingers clean.
Boony could have gotten off just to that, but he had his own orgy to contend with. “Earth to Boony,” he heard Renee say in his ear, and the gray bat giggled cutely when he looked toward her with a start.
On his other side, Voodoo laughed as well. “What, you forget we were here?” 
He just grinned at her and asked, “Now how could I forget you two?” while deliberately grinding his huge shaft up and down Fang’s chest with little nudges of his hips.
His cousin let out an indignant, “Hey!” while lifting her knees to prod Boony in his oversized balls.
“Oh right,” he said, still grinning. He reached down and managed to hug his arms most of the way around his cousin’s back, pinning his erection forcefully against her while giving another long, slow thrust. “You three.”
Voodoo snickered, giving the side of Boony’s member a playful pinch that drew a wince from the wolf, and as if to make up for it, Renee leaned up from his other side and planted a short kiss on his cheek. “So what are we going to do with this thing?” the bat asked, tracing a thick vein down the side of the wolf’s cock.
“I might…have a few ideas,” Fang murmured, grunting as another shift of Boony’s member flattened her soft breasts against her chest.
“You’re not the only one,” Voodoo told her, moving to stand in front of Boony’s glans with her feet planted to either side of Fang’s head. Boony had to envy his cousin’s view, looking up between the arctic fox’s lithe legs like that, but then, his own view wasn’t anything to complain about, able to get a clear eyeful of the vixen’s white-furred groin, to say nothing of the rest of her beautiful body. “Renee, come here a sec.”
“Okay?” The gray bat joined Voodoo, moving just out of Boony’s arm’s reach, though he did manage to give the girl’s perfect bottom a brief fondle while he had the chance. He had to admit, he was enjoying himself more than a little bit.
Voodoo took a step back, making room for the bat. “Great. Now lie on your back just past Fang here, and curl your wings around yourself.”
“Like this?” Renee asked, lowering herself to the cool floor.
Voodoo knelt and grabbed ahold of the bat girl’s ankles, lifting Renee’s feet and pressing the smooth paw pads against Boony’s glans, to either side of his piss slit. “That’s perfect,” the fox said, grinning, and sliding Renee’s feet back to the ridge of the wolf’s crown.
“Ohh,” Boony moaned, closing his eyes and enjoying the taboo foot massage. “That does feel kinda nice.” He felt a cupful of pre drool from his tip and heard Fang make a grossed out noise underneath him, but he just chuckled and grinded himself over her torso again, smearing his pre wherever it happened to land.
Renee reacted with an embarrassed laugh, her toes splaying against the wolf’s sensitive flesh. “This is so weird!” she exclaimed. “It is kinda hot, though, I guess.”
“You guess?” Voodoo used her hold around the bat’s ankles to drag Renee a short ways down the floor, sliding her feet and inner calves down the sides of Boony’s tip and letting the engorged flesh nestle up all the way to between the bat’s knees.
“Gods, he really is huge,” Renee murmured, squeezing her lower legs around what they could reach, and Boony couldn’t quite hold back a needy moan. 
His ears perked and his eyes flicked open again when he heard a gasp from nearby, finding Chuba leaning back with his paws braced behind his hips while Gala had her hands on the head of the feline’s member. She wasn’t just touching the brown cat’s phallus, she was prying his cum slit open wide enough to peer down inside of it, the stars in her eyes staring wonderingly down its depths. “Your species really is remarkable,” she said, the glow from her skin reflecting off of Chuba’s pre-slicked flesh as she curiously brought her face right up to his yawning slit. “Why, I could fit a whole—”
Her voice cut off with a messy sounding squelch as Chuba reached around with both paws and tugged her head straight into his cum slit, arching his back with a feline yowl of pleasure as the alien girl’s head visibly bulged out the first foot of his cock.
“Chuba!” Katty shouted in surprise, still acting as a pillowy backrest for the other feline. 
“Ah! I’m…I’m sorry, I just couldn’t…” Chuba’s phallus gave a sudden clench, and Gala’s glowing shoulders were abruptly tugged into his urethra along with her face. She patted awkwardly at his glans, but soon her arms were pinned down to her sides, and despite his apologies, Chuba had her elbows in his paws, feeding her steadily deeper into his shaft. The cat’s erection was beginning to glow from the inside, Gala’s innate iridescence making the stretched member emit a deep, reddish orange, flesh-tinged light.
Katty rushed around Chuba’s side to grab Gala’s smooth hips, trying to stop the alien from getting pulled any deeper, but she looked around in surprise when Voodoo called over to her, “Don’t worry, Katty.”
“Don’t worry?” the female cat repeated, and the vixen just nodded with a mischievous grin. 
“Yeah, it’ll be okay. That’s actually not too far from what I had in mind.” And without any more warning than that, she pinned Renee’s ankles together in her paws and shoved the bat’s feet into Boony’s cum slit.
The wolf’s back arched from a sudden burning sensory overload, and he very nearly howled at the ceiling. Before he could even begin to recover, Voodoo had fed Renee’s legs into him all the way up to the bat’s knees.
“Voodoo, what are you doing?” Renee exclaimed, only to follow her protest with a feminine moan, her legs squirming together in the tight embrace of Boony’s shaft. “Oh gods, it’s so warm…”
“Like I said, don’t worry,” Voodoo reassured the bat, petting soothingly over Renee’s hair. “I’ve been working on a few new tricks. I have a spell that will be able to get you out again.”
“Out again?” the bat squeaked. “Just how far…” She let the question hang unfinished when Boony’s round testicles both let out simultaneous, anticipatory gurgles. “Oh gods…”
Boony felt as stunned as she sounded, his entire dick flexing in a long, gulping ripple that pulled the bat in up to her middle thighs. That kind of phallic swallow happened sometimes when the wolf played with his sounding rods, but he’d never inserted anything as big as a young woman’s entire lower body down his shaft before. “Nnng, are you… You sure about this, Voodoo?” he groaned, leaning forward and hugging around the bulge Renee’s legs were making.
The fox walked over and patted him on the head, grinning from ear to ear. “Just relax and let it happen, hon. And Renee? Keep those wings tucked.”
To Boony’s left, Chuba moaned out, “Don’t have to tell me twice,” and pulled Gala deeper still. She was in the feline’s shaft all the way to her waist, now, and her feet had left the floor, glowing legs kicking and squirming in the air above him. Katty’s expression didn’t look entirely convinced, but she had her paw between her legs again, her tail swishing back and forth behind her and wafting the heated scent of her arousal through the basement. Not that Boony could really make out Katty’s individual scent; the entire laboratory was a swirling blend of aroused musk.
“Rrf,” Fang grunted, pushing against the bulging underside of Boony’s cock. “Lemme up. I have to see this.”
Boony sat back on his heels while his cousin wriggled out from underneath his balls and shaft, and when Fang rolled to her feet beside him, she was covered from the neck up in his pre, much of it glazing as far down as her voluptuous bust. His shaft clenched and gulped Renee up to the bat’s hips when he saw how Fang’s left nipple shone with pearly moisture.
“Wow,” was all Fang could say for a long moment, then she abruptly laughed. “You know, when I was expecting you to come down here on your own, Boony, I thought about shoving an electric keyboard down your dick to see if the whole thing would fit.” She ran a paw across the ridge of his stretched glans, and he moaned with a shudder that drew Renee in to her navel, the bat’s wings twitching where they were tucked along her sides. “This’ll do, though. You’re sure you can get everyone out?” 
That last was directed toward Voodoo, and the fox nodded once more, patting Fang’s shoulder reassuringly. “You’ve got nothing to worry about. I wasn’t quite expecting this when I started practicing extraction spells, but it’ll work.”
Fang licked her lips, a grin spreading over her lupine muzzle while her other paw joined the first in petting over Renee’s fleshy outline. “Then I’m going in next.”
“What?” Boony barked. “You serious?” He shook his head, bewildered. Sometimes he thought every girl he knew was completely out of her mind.
Beside him, Chuba was purring heavily, caressing Gala’s smooth calves and feet while pushing them down into himself. The alien was already curling up in the little feline’s left nut, her shape clearly visible bulging out the cat’s sack. Chuba looked up at Katty with a breathless, lust-fueled grin of his own once Gala’s feet were nearly tucked away. “What do you say, Katty?” He murred out. “Care for a firsthand anatomy lesson?” He planted his palms on Gala’s feet and unceremoniously shoved her down, his cumslit slowly sealing tight behind them.
Scratch that. All of Boony’s friends were crazy.
Katty was still masturbating, her free paw fondling her own generous breast while she watched Gala’s bulge sink farther and farther toward Chuba’s base, until the alien was completely encased in the feline’s ballsack, hugging her knees to her chest. Her outline was visible as more than bulging fur and flesh; Chuba’s scrotum was stretched so thin, they could all see his skin glowing pink under his brown fur.
With only a horny whimper, Katty nodded and moved in front of Chuba’s member, reluctantly pulling her paws away from herself so that she could angle the huge shaft toward her face. She gave its glans an affectionate nuzzle, going so far as to rub the side of her face against it, then gasped when the attention drew a long spurt of pre from the other feline that splattered over her head.
“Take a deep breath, I guess?” Chuba advised, and Katty let out a helpless laugh, turning toward Voodoo.
“See you in a little bit, then?”
 It had the tone of a question, but when Voodoo just told her, “Go for it,” Katty did indeed draw in as deep a breath as she could, then held onto the sides of Chuba’s crown and rested her nose right against his slit. A short nudge of the feline’s hips spread the first inch of his cumslit around her feminine muzzle, squishing the sensitive flesh against her cheeks. She blinked, her eyelashes tickling to either side of Chuba’s opening, and then a powerful penile gulp swallowed her head in all the way. When his slit began spreading around her shoulders and her voluptuous breasts began to get squished in along with her chest, Boony thought his eyes were about to pop out of his head, he was staring so hard.
Voodoo and Fang chose that moment to heft Boony’s shaft vertical in front of him, bumping it up against his chest, and he was so absorbed in watching Chuba begin his second cock meal, he nearly lost his balance and toppled backward.
“Steady there, big guy,” Fang said with a laugh, reaching up to take one of Renee’s shoulders under her paws. 
Voodoo did the same, and another clench from Boony gulped the bat in up to her chest. He wished he could feel Renee’s breasts against his inner tunnel, but they were both tucked away behind her folded wings. “You ready, hon?” Voodoo asked, and though she looked more than a little nervous, Renee’s excitement was what won out. She nodded at Voodoo with a breathless grin, and together, Fang and Voodoo both shoved down at the same time, stuffing the bat in all the way to her neck.
Fang moved her paws on top of Renee’s head, leaning in to give the bat a friendly kiss on the cheek. “I’ll be right behind you.” Then she gave a slight push, but Boony’s cock was already at work, pulling Renee right out from under his cousin’s paws.
Fang didn’t pull her arms away, deliberately letting them get pinned together above Renee’s head, and she kept pushing until she was in up to her elbows, Boony’s shaft bending toward her again to accommodate the lower angle. He groaned, his own paws stroking up and down the barrel of his convulsing shaft, exploring Renee’s contours while he could, hugging around the bulge of her slender shoulders and caressing over the subtle shape of her back. He didn’t stop fondling himself as one girl’s bulges was replaced with another; Fang dove in head first after her arms, showing none of the other girls’ uncertainty, and Boony was soon stroking across the outline of her shoulders, as well.
He panted desperately as Renee gradually curled up in his right teste, his entire body overheated, but nowhere so much as within his penis and balls. He started thrusting his hips instinctively even as Fang sank further and further inside him, barely aware of Voodoo grabbing his cousin’s legs, and holding Fang’s lower body parallel to the floor. One of Voodoo’s paws snuck underneath Fang’s tail, and the she-wolf began squirming like mad inside Boony’s shaft. The arctic fox used that paw against Fang’s pussy to push the wolf deeper, until Voodoo had to pull her arm back to keep from getting gobbled down along with the others.
Boony spared another glance toward Chuba, who had made quick work of Katty. Already the shapes of her legs were disappearing as her upper body spilled out into Chuba’s second nut, curling up beside Gala. Chuba was purring and moaning like crazy, hugging his shaft up against himself and nuzzling at his own glans.
“Careful,” Voodoo teased. “Wouldn’t want to get yourself stuck.”
Boony wanted to laugh, but he was too overwhelmed with pleasure as his cousin followed Katty’s example, diving ever deeper and curling up beside Renee. He reached up to give her big lupine feet a squeeze before they vanished with a sloppy splash of pre, and as Voodoo levered his shaft up again, his cousin took only moments to fill his scrotum near to bursting.
With Voodoo grinning ear to ear beside him, Boony beckoned with a finger for Chuba to come closer, and with a tremendous effort, the feline crawled awkwardly toward the wolf, pushing his dick across the floor in front of him with his overstuffed balls jostling their passengers between his legs. Boony reached one arm toward his friend, rubbing his paw across Chuba’s crown and earning a glob of feline pre in his palm. With his other arm, the wolf hugged Voodoo up against his side, leaning in to start lapping happily at her breasts.
Chuba shuddered, mewling out needily. “S…so now what?” he managed to ask unsteadily, leaking a constant flow of pre over the floor.
“Now,” Voodoo told them, “I’d better see about getting everyone out again. Much longer inside you, and Renee and Gala will—” 
She let out a surprised yelp as Boony reached up and grabbed her shoulders in both paws, swinging her around and pulling her up against the belly of his shaft. One paw went up to the back of her head, starting to tug her slender muzzle toward his eager cum slit. “Just a little more,” he groaned. “You can cast you magic once you’re inside me, too.”
She gave a fitful squirm, but he held her tight, already plugging his slit with her nose. “No, Boony, I have to—” But again he cut her off, not really hearing anything she said as he thrust forward with his hips, his crown engulfing her face and sealing around her neck.
Chuba let out a fiercely turned on erf, scooting around in front of Boony and taking Voodoo’s legs in his paws. “That…is so hot,” the feline said, positioning the vixen’s feet in front of his own crown. As much as she was squirming, her hind paws just massaged around the cat’s spongy flesh for a few moments, until his slit managed to catch around her toes. “But I was hoping you’d let me have Voodoo.”
Boony’s shaft gulped around the fox’s shoulders, and he took a moment to reach around and cup Voodoo’s breasts in his paws, kneading the warm, wobbling spheres of fluff and flesh between his fingers before flattening them up against her ribs and letting his cock pull them inside. After another groan, he shot Chuba a grin and shook his head. “Huh uh. Voodoo’s mine.” He lifted an eyebrow in a silent challenge as Chuba stuffed more of the vixen’s legs into his own shaft, swallowing down her knees and thighs.
“Oohhn… You…you sure about that?” the feline quipped, rapidly approaching the fox’s white furred hips.
Not to be outdone, Boony grabbed ahold of the vixen’s waist and pulled more of her upper body into himself. It wasn’t long before Chuba’s tip was spread around Voodoo’s broad hips while Boony’s was pushing around the upper slopes of her rump, and a moment later, their two crowns squished up against each other, Voodoo’s thick, fluffy tail twitching up between them like a flag. It was the only part of her still visible.
Boony let his voice drop to a husky growl, giving an extra toothy grin. His shaft made a deliberate gulp around Voodoo’s chest, and she slipped a few inches deeper into him before a clench from Chuba’s dick drew her up short.
They didn’t need to say anything else. The challenge had been issued and accepted, and as they both began stroking up and down their erections, using their entire arms to do so, they started clenching and flexing their members, as well, each trying to pull the banner of Voodoo’s tail deeper into themselves. The root of that tail nestled first into Boony’s tip, then into Chuba’s, then back again, but for nearly half a minute, neither of them made any headway.
Then, as Boony began to grow even more determined, he started to make real headway, flexing his shaft as hard and as fast as he could. His rippling inner tunnel pulled the wriggling fox far enough inside that her tail was forced to lower down overtop of Chuba’s shaft, fluttering provocatively over the sensitive skin. Boony had Voodoo’s entire butt inside him, now, and as the feline in front of him grit his teeth with effort, the tops of the fox’s thighs slipped in, too.
“I’m not done yet,” Chuba insisted, but Boony just moaned, leaning forward and grabbing his friend’s cock in both paws.
With a deep breath, Boony thrust his shaft forward hard, and pulled with his arms at the same time, feeling an incredible stretch as his cum slit spread dramatically around Chuba’s glans, further pinning Voodoo’s tail down before gradually gulping around both of them. “I win,” Boony announced. Maybe it was a little premature, but Chuba didn’t argue. Instead, the cat yowled out in aroused heat and began pushing, thrusting fitfully inside of Boony’s shaft and shoving Voodoo even further.
Boony’s member never stopped gulping, and now that Chuba was focused more on screwing the inside of the wolf’s snug erection, the cat stopped paying attention to keeping his hold around Voodoo. In just a few short seconds, she slipped entirely from Chuba’s member and was swept down into Boony’s right nut with an audible squelch. Boony had expected more of a thud than that splash as Voodoo collided with Renee, but he couldn’t spare it much thought, not with Chuba sawing in and out of his urethra.
The wolf kept stroking himself at the same time, watching his friend’s expression. It was clear all of the rippling and clenching around his huge, thrusting shaft was driving the feline wild. Chuba didn’t last long. Just a few more desperate lunges, and he hilted himself inside of Boony’s dick, the feline’s lap smushing up against the front of the wolf’s glans, and Boony realized he’d been able to feel the cat’s overfilled balls rubbing and squishing against his own the entire time. Those balls convulsed, now, drawing as tight as they could between Chuba’s legs, and the eruption of feline cum that shot down Boony’s member and into his own balls made him go rigid with aroused shock.
Chuba leaned forward, hugging Boony’s dick up against his belly and chest while giving more fitful, jerky thrusts as he came, his sack gradually shrinking while Boony’s filled even further.
Boony grasped his friend’s shoulders, his own body trying to climax at the same time, but unable to send anything back out with the torrents of semen blasting into it. He felts his balls spread underneath them, propping his dick up between their growing domes, nearly lifting Chuba right off the floor.
Panting heavily, Boony stroked down his friend’s sides, giving Chuba’s butt a squeeze on his way down to the other male’s striped brown thighs, and as the little cat’s orgasm began to finally, gradually taper off, Boony lifted the feline’s legs, letting their joined penises support all of Chuba’s weight.
“Wh…wha…?” Chuba managed to get out past his gasps and moans and blissed-out whimpers. As his climax faded, he let himself relax back, laying his shoulders against the floor with his slightly softening phallus pulled straight down below him.
Boony just shushed him, clenching his shaft to keep the cat pinned, and he guided Chuba’s feline feet up the sides of the wolf’s cock, until the cat’s legs were folded and his hind paws were perched around the root of his own shaft at Boony’s tip. “Voodoo will get you out in a couple minutes.”
Chuba’s eyes went wide, but he was too spent from his incredible orgasm to protest as Boony slipped his toes down into the wolf’s slit, right next to the cat’s rubbery shaft. There was a slow, immense stretch as Chuba’s legs straightened, until they were lying flat inside Boony’s member with the cat’s own rubbery member pinned between his thighs and shins.
“I’m gonna have to thank Fang for that drink later,” Chuba murmured. Neither of them had the wits about them anymore to realize that Chuba’s balls had shrunk down to the size of watermelons, and that there wasn’t anything solid at all left in Boony’s.
Boony just nodded his agreement. “She has some good surprises now and then,” he agreed breathlessly, his shaft already getting to work on Chuba’s thighs. When the cat’s ballsack squished up against the wolf’s tip, still twice as big around as the fleshy tube it was plastered up against, Boony thought he might have gone as far as he could. Chuba’s balls were pinned out to either side of his lowered cock’s base, bulging obscenely and jiggling up over his lower belly from the pressure trying to slurp him deeper inside of Boony’s erection.
Then the wolf’s cum slit got a grip around the cat’s pelt at the lowest curve of one of his testicles, and the next gulp plopped that entire nut down into Boony’s bulging crown. The next jiggly orb followed an instant later, and as Boony lifted his member vertical one last time, Chuba began slipping steadily down.
Boony couldn’t feel his friend slipping into his sack, at first. He wasn’t even sure which nut the cat was getting deposited in until he felt nudges from the feline’s feet and dick against the inside of his left orb. It was then that the wolf realized that aside from Chuba, all that was left in his ballsack was cum, both feline and lupine, but it was too late to bring himself to stop, and he wasn’t sure anymore if he really wanted to. Fang’s potion had been partly a potent aphrodisiac, he knew, and all he could think about now was stuffing his balls as full as he could get them.
His cock sealed around Chuba’s throat, and they looked each other in the eye. Then Boony stretched his neck up and planted a little smooch on the cat’s cute nose, and despite what he now knew, told his friend, “See you soon,” before clenching with his shaft and sealing the short feline away.
Up on his knees on the hard cement floor, Boony started thrusting his hips, stroking himself off again with both arms as Chuba’s bulge sank down into the veritable lake of semen inside the wolf’s balls. He reached one paw down to caress over what he could reach of one of those wobbling spheres, trying to find a hint of Chuba within that churning mass.
Only once the cat had been pulled all the way into the wolf’s testicle did Boony finally feel a solid bulge against his paw: Chuba’s face, by the way it rubbed and nuzzled up against the pressure of the wolf’s palm. Moaning, Boony pushed back against the shape of his friend’s head, dunking the cat under the cum the girls had all become and returning all of his attention to the throbbing erection rising at an angle in front of him.
He jerked himself off madly, his paws on either side of his fleshy barrel, and he was so worked up, it wasn’t long at all before he felt his balls start to tighten. He wasn’t sure if Chuba had been in there long enough to melt down along with all of the girls, but he wasn’t going to be able to hold off much longer.
True enough, only a few more seconds passed, a dozen or so frantic strokes, before his crotch spasmed and his expansive balls drew tight against the tops of his thighs.
The first gush hit the ceiling in the far corner of the room, more than a gallon splattering against the ceiling and wall. The next landed in nearly the same spot, but was a rope so long and thick, it fell unbroken to splatter in a long, wavy line over the floor between Boony and the wall, with no pause between it and the next rope.
Boony could only close his eyes and continue stroking himself through his orgasm, the pleasure too intense for him to even think of aiming. His climax seemed endless, blasting rope after rope of semen into the basement laboratory, sending alchemical supplies scattering and crashing from their shelves, gluing ceramic and glass objects to the floor, sloshing back to pool around his knees and toes. 
His balls gradually shrank as they convulsed, and he kept expecting to find Chuba still curled up in one once enough cum had been jettisoned out of it, but the wolf’s sack remained smooth and round from the beginning of his overpowered orgasm to the end of it. His sex drive had been launched into overdrive, and evidently that affected how swiftly his genitals would melt things—or people—down. 
When it was finally over, everything in front of him was painted pearly, slightly glowing white, and the entire floor was covered in spunk, bright, iridescent swirls of it showing what had become of Gala. Fang had an industrial drain in one corner of her lab, the floor slanted slightly toward it, but it didn’t take long for that to get clogged, and the rest of Boony’s cum remained pooled around him, and inch or two deep.
With a breathless, greatly relieved groan, he flopped onto his side, making a tremendous, slimy splash, then rolled onto his back and stared at the dripping ceiling with a dazed smile.
They had all cum out again, all right, but he was pretty sure that wasn’t quite how Voodoo meant it to happen.