Hick stretched his arms over his head as he admired the scene before him. He hadn't interrupted his daughter's night in so much as improved it – the ocelot on his lap with a bloated belly and the doe on the floor covered in his cum were a testament to that, all while his mischievous daughter watched from nearby. The last of her friends, a collie, was over at the washing machine doing as he had asked by moving his laundry over to the dryer. It was a task she was thoroughly enjoying, since it was a front-loader and every time she bent down, she made sure to push her hips back and lift up her tail, flashing her wet panties at him.

It was funny how a long day at work could lead into a fantastic night at home, sometimes...

When she'd transferred the last of his clothes to the dryer, the collie remained bent over as she casually stripped down, piling her clothing up on top of the machine. Hick chuckled and admired the show, finally pulling the ocelot girl off of his cock and letting her flop onto the sofa beside him. "It's your friend's turn now, try not to leak too much on my couch," he remarked jokingly as he stood up, his enormous sack wobbling against his legs, his cock already halfway hard once more. Hungrily, he turned his gaze back to the collie, just in time to catch the sight of her sliding her panties down and exposing her glistening wet pussylips, her hips and tail both swaying back and forth enticingly as she bent over the dryer.

"Thanks for showing them a good time, dad," Dott teased as Hick strutted over to the collie and grabbed her hips with both hands, kneading them for a moment and admiring the view.

"I'm just being a good host," he remarked, hefting his cock with one hand and taking aim at the collie's wet pussylips. Her arousal helped him push into her easily even with how much he stretched out her folds, and she moaned and shivered while clinging to the edges of the dryer as he sank into her all the way to the hilt. For a moment he stayed fully buried in her snatch, his cock making a prominent bulge in her belly against the machine, while he reached past her to adjust the dials on the dryer before pressing the button to turn it on. With that taken care of, he slid his hands from her shoulders down her sides until they came to rest on her hips, his grip tightening as he brought his hips back until only his cockhead was left inside of her, then reversed course to bury his shaft within her once more, making her give another loud moan.

Railing the bent-over collie was certainly easier for him than bouncing the ocelot on his lap had been, and he groaned in satisfaction as he drew back his hips each time, only to thrust his whole length into her depths once again. Whenever his hips met her rump with a soft smack, she was shoved forwards a little onto the vibrating dryer, and his huge balls swung forward to thump against the back of her legs. He knew he was putting on a good show too without even having to turn around, his ears picking up the interested hums of the doe girl, and his daughter's amused chuckling as she watched.

But as he continued his steady thrusts into the moaning collie, he heard the doorbell ring upstairs. At first he thought it might be his wife; it would hardly be the first time this sort of thing had happened, and the worst that might come from it would be demanding when she'd get a turn. But she wouldn't ring the doorbell, so without missing a beat as he stuffed his throbbing cock into the collie girl's pussy repeatedly, he called out, "Dott, would you go get that?"

"Well yeah, it's gonna be my friends," Dott remarked nonchalantly as she walked over to the stairs and headed up.

"More?" Hick wondered aloud, though he didn't put too much thought into it, far more focused on the wet vaginal tunnels his dick was gliding against on each thrust, and the way he could feel her stretching out each time he sank into her depths, producing an outline of the end of his cock in her belly.

"Yes, more!" the collie cried out desperately, having misunderstood the question, and Hick was certainly happy to oblige her. He slid his hands back up her body to grope her tits and bent over her back, making harder and shorter thrusts that both made him groan and caused her to shudder and scream in pleasure. He ignored the sounds of the stairs creaking behind him, though his gritting teeth became a wide toothy grin when he heard the murmured remarks of the new arrivals – "Oh my gosh!" "Lucky her!" "You weren't kidding!" and his daughter's smug "Told you so."

The comments only inspired him to spread his legs further apart to flaunt himself all the more, though he didn't last much longer. It was still longer than her – the gray fox's enormous cock made the collie scream out in ecstasy, clinging to the vibrating dryer's edges, and she bent her legs and curled her toes as she climaxed around his cock, her walls rippling along his length. He groaned and thrusted harder, his enormous sack thumping against the dryer door with a hollow metallic sound, and he soon came hard inside of her, those orbs clenching and pulling up as he blasted a huge load of cum into her. Her belly swelled outward against the top and edge of the dryer, and as his dick pulsed hard with every additional rope of jizz he filled her with, she began to get pushed away from the machine by her expanding womb from the pressure inside of it.

There were more comments made, but Hick didn't make out a word of them as he grunted and groaned deeply from orgasmic bliss, feeling the collie's tail wagging rapidly against his chest. He kept a tight hold on her until he'd dumped his entire load within her depths, and only then did he open his eyes. She had a substantially swollen belly too just like her ocelot friend, and after taking a moment to rub his hands over it once and admire his own handiwork, he pulled out from her in one smooth motion. She groaned aloud and cum spilled from her cunt and onto the floor, while he was able to turn around to finally see the new arrivals.

One of them was a mouse with mostly black fur and a few white spots, staring in awe at the scene before her. Next to her was a black-furred bat with wing-arms, her large ears perked up as she stared at the scene before her. Finally, taller than the rest, a maned wolf was nodding in approval while her gaze lingered on Hick's crotch rather than the groaning collie sprawled on the dryer.

"You were really gonna have a whole party down here, huh?" Hick asked Dott with a chuckle.

"I didn't plan on it being this wild, but hey, we take those," Dott teased with a swish of her tail.

Sheepishly, Hick rubbed at the back of his head with one hand, resting the other on his hip, the end of his cock dripping cum onto the floor. "I don't think I've got enough in me for all of you, especially since Dott's going to want her turn later..."

"Oh, I already thought of that," Dott cut in with a devious smirk. "Why don't you show them your other trick?"

A grin crossed Hick's face, and he gave a nod, stepping closer to the new arrivals. The maned wolf and the mouse were both staring at him, but the bat was looking over at Dott instead. "What 'other trick'?" she asked Dott, tilting her head to one side.

As he got in front of her, Hick put his left hand under his softened cock and hefted it up, reaching out with his right. She turned towards him just in time for him to grab the back of her head, letting out a squeak when he shoved her muzzle up against his cock. With a wet 'schlorp' his cockhead easily stretched around her snout and face, flattening her ears against her skull and muffling her exclamation of surprise.

"Whoa, she's actually going to fit?" the maned wolf gasped out as she and the mouse both stepped back.

"Well, she will if she puts her arms down," Dott commented, reaching over and 'helpfully' grabbing the bat by her wing-arms and pushing them against her side.

"Thanks, Dott," Hick grunted, and with a clench of his cock he pulled the bat in further, with Dott helping push her shoulders in. She was groaning as she descended down his cock and bulged out the urethra on the way down, proceeding quickly as each time she got stopped by the curve of her breasts or hips, Dott was there to help shove her further in. After her hips Hick was able to heft his cock upwards with both hands and let the bat slide down; the others all watched as the bulge of her body descended and dropped into his sack, his right nut wobbling about and hanging quite a bit lower from the extra weight inside of it.

"Who's-" Dott began, only to be shoved aside by the doe girl, still covered in Hick's cum from before.

"Me, me!" she declared, taking Hick by surprise as she grabbed his shaft just behind the glans and rammed her face up against it, making him groan aloud. She shouted a muffled "Help me in!" and reached back to smack her own ass with one hand; Dott was eager to help and gestured to the other two to assist. Together, the three of them grabbed the doe's thighs and hips, and with a mighty coordinated push, shoved the doe girl deep into Hick's cock, making his eyes roll up as he shuddered and groaned. His balls both wobbled with each motion, but the one holding the bat bounced about moreso as she rocked and rolled about within him.

As before, once the doe got in past her hips, Hick lifted up his cock to a high angle, with Dott helping him out this time. She slid down easily and dropped into his left testicle, balancing out the weight, and Hick panted heavily once she was inside, feeling the two of them squirming around inside his sack. "I've got room for all of you," Hick declared between breaths, "Who's up next?"

Before one of them could volunteer, Dott crouched down behind the mouse girl and swept her up off her feet; Dott wasn't that tall either, but the mouse was even smaller. She gave a little 'eep!' when she was picked up, but didn't resist as Dott pushed her feet up against Hick's waiting urethral opening and started shoving her inside. Her legs slid into his recently-stretched shaft easily, and she had slim enough hips for them to pose little opposition to Dott's shoving. Groaning, Hick gave a clench of his cock around the mouse at the halfway point, tugging her in, and she lifted up her arms and called out "I'll be waiting!" with a giggle before his dick devoured her fully and the bulge of her body slid down and dropped her in with the doe.

"Hey, over here, dad, before you get too heavy," Dott instructed, taking Hick by the arm and pulling him towards the washer and dryer where the collie was still sprawled, though she had twisted her upper body to watch the proceedings. With three people in his sack it was still difficult to walk, but he made it over there all the same despite his sloshing and bouncing orbs hanging almost down to his ankles.

"Am I going to fit?" the collie wondered aloud, letting Dott grab her and bring her face close to Hick, who held his shaft ready for her.

"Of course you will," Dott confidently announced, stuffing the collie's head into Hick's bulbous tip. And at first, she was certainly right; the more of them he had inside of him, the more he craved, and Hick tugged her in with his cock while Dott shoved the collie forward, helping get her in past her breasts. At first her cum-filled belly posed an obstacle that stopped her getting in further, but when Dott gave a heavy push from behind and Hick clenched in tandem with her, his shaft stretched out, engulfing the top of her swelling, and squeezed. His own cum gushed out from her pussy and drenched Dott's lower body in still-warm cum, but she ignored it to help shove the collie down his cock the rest of the way until he could lift his shaft upwards to slide her in and let her join the bat in his right nut.

"Sorry about that," Hick remarked with a glance at Dott's cum-dripping waist and legs.

"Eh, I'll forgive you, so long as I get a fresh filling later," she teased. "Come on, two more to go."

She led him to the sofa, his huge balls swinging around with every difficult step, barely an inch above the ground. "Wait, wait," the ocelot insisted right as Dott was about to grab her shoulders, "I've got an idea."

"Oh?" Dott inquired, straightening back up.

The ocelot leaned back against the sofa a bit more and lifted her legs as much as she could with her own cum-filled womb. "Let me go feet-first," she requested, and they were happy to oblige; Dott grabbed her legs and helped hold them up as Hick sidestepped into place, holding his dick and shoving it up against her feet, engulfing them and her legs without much trouble. She grinned widely as she watched his cock swallow her up, but once again her own wobbling belly posed an obstacle to getting her in any further.

"Now lift me up," she asked, wiggling her hips against his cockhead from within.

Working together, Dott and Hick hefted her up into as upright a position as they could, with Dott standing on the sofa cushions to help hold her friend. "You said you didn't have enough cum for all of us, so you can have some back!" she teased as she pressed her arms against her own belly. Hick groaned out as he felt his own cum flowing back down his cock and into his balls, the girls already inside them squirming and wriggling about. The ocelot giggled deviously until she had drained herself enough that she began sliding further into his shaft, and with a cry of surprise she slid in down to her breasts, pausing there for only a brief moment until Dott grabbed her shoulders and shoved her down fully.

As she descended down his cock to get dumped into Hick's left nut, he panted heavily, barely able to turn around and flop onto the sofa, his enormous, wobbling balls resting on the basement floor. Dott waved over the maned wolf, who was rubbing her hands, her tail swishing back and forth. "This looks fun, but I'm going to need your help, Dott. Can you hold my legs?"

"Yeah, sure," Dott agreed, and the maned wolf put her arms over her head and pressed her palms together, before bending over and pressing the ends of her hands against Hick's waiting cock. It made for an easier entry at first, and with her feet on the floor she was able to push herself in past her tits, until she stopped just before her waist. Wiggling her hips to signal for Dott to help her, Hick's daughter got behind her and grabbed hold of her friend's legs, lifting her up into a wheelbarrow-like position to help stuff the maned wolfess in further. Hick lay back against the sofa and enjoyed it, feeling her sinking down his cock, watching more and more of her disappear into him...

But just as her hips made it through, he felt the maned wolf giggle, and she lifted up her legs, locking her feet behind Dott's head. "Hey, wh-" Dott exclaimed, and the maned wolf grabbed onto Hick somewhere inside him to pull herself in further. Dott's head was tugged into the end of Hick's shaft, and with a wide grin of his own, he gave a heavy clench and pulled his daughter in along with her friends before she could try to pull herself free. He groaned out as he took the two-for-one deal and continuously clenched to pull them in together, yanking Dott in past her shoulders and chest, tugging as hard as he could to drag her inside. Once he got to her hips he was able to pull her in the rest of the way, his cock slurping her up like a spaghetti noodle as he pulled her feet off the ground, and he panted deeply as the two of them slid into his right orb together.

For a moment he remained there catching his breath, his massive balls spread out like beanbags, and he shifted his legs to rest them on top of the wobbling nuts, the surfaces of them occasionally distending around a hand, head or other body part. With a heavy exhale, he leaned over past the side of the sofa to reach for the mini-fridge, pulling out a can of beer, then snatched up the TV remote from on top of it to change the channel and settle in for a while. He could let them out in a bit after he relaxed...

...or at least, that was his plan, but the girls had other ideas. They kept on moving about rather than staying put, constantly brushing and rubbing against the insides of his balls. More than that, he could feel the vibrations of them moaning within him, and as some of their motions became more rhythmic, it was soon obvious that their rowdiness was an orgy in his sack – or two of them in parallel, perhaps. Part of him wished he could see into his orbs to know what was going on; his best guess from feelings alone was that the threesome was teaming up two-on-one, and the four in his other nut were in pairs.

"Nnh... settle down!" he grunted, clenching his sack around them all, cum churning and roiling around his 'guests'. But if anything it only encouraged them, and he didn't get more than a single sip of beer and a couple of minutes into the TV show before he couldn't concentrate on either of them any more. He groaned, squirming on the couch, panting from all the stimulation he was getting as the seven of them twisted, turned, and rolled about inside of his sack...

Setting the beer can down, he grabbed his cock with both hands to point it away from the TV, letting the inevitable happen. Their motions brought him to orgasm once more and he moaned out loudly, kicking his legs at the air as he started to unload, shooting a huge rope of cum onto the floor and hitting the splatter still there from where he had blasted the doe with jizz earlier. But on the second shot it was more than just cum that came out, the mouse girl the first one to get shot out onto the floor, rolling across it with an excited squeak.

One by one the others were ejected from his balls amidst gushes of cum, sent sprawling onto the floor in a big, sticky, cum-dripping and groaning pile. He still wasn't done after the last one, the bat, flopped onto the others, shooting many more heavy ropes of seed across the whole lot of them, and eventually he flopped back against the sofa once his climax came to an end, leaving them all in a huge puddle of his cream.

"Nooooo, I wanted to stay inside..." the doe murmured from underneath the ocelot.

"Daaaaaad," Dott complained, "I wanted your dick inside me, not the other way around!"

Hick merely chuckled and picked his beer can back up, taking another sip between breaths. "You'll get your turn, sweetie," he promised her, "Daddy just needs to rest for a bit."
