Gabe's morning had been quite an adventure so far. The tent in the Maine coon's bedcovers big enough to block out the light coming in from the window was normal, but his struggle to fit into his pants after taking care of that was not. All of the pairs of pants he had bought to accommodate the immense size of his junk were in the laundry basket, forcing him to see if any of his old clothes still fit. The jeans were a hard 'no', and his slacks didn't fare much better, lasting only ten tight minutes after he forced them on before they burst open and his zipper bounced off the kitchen wall.

He'd managed to dig up some track pants that had shrunk in the wash and so didn't quite reach his ankles, but still had enough stretch to them to contain his bulge comfortably. He'd need to go buy more pants while the others were in the wash, but being a little unfashionable for a day was fine – it wasn't like anyone's eyes were going to look any lower than his knees, after all. Or any higher, for that matter.

Sitting at the dining room table, he brought up a map on his phone and searched for clothing stores he could get to. Doing so brought up a bunch of ads, and with a sigh he swiped them away until one caught his eye just as his thumb was moving towards it. "Comfortable menswear at ANY size!" it claimed, and Gabe's eyebrow raised as he tapped on the ad to check the store out.

Amidst all the excessive marketing phrases on their site, there was a guarantee that they could hide, or at least give proper support for, any sort of package their potential customers might be hauling around between the legs. Gabe brought his phone close to his face and squinted to look for any small print or asterisks, but it certainly seemed legitimate, and it wouldn't be too far of a drive either. Their sample photos did have some fairly notable bulges in clothing that actually looked like it was accommodating them, just not quite as big as Gabe's own.

It was worth a try, though, so Gabe headed over after breakfast, wearing a light jacket over his shirt now that spring had finally rolled around. The store was out in the suburbs so it was only one floor high and at the edge of an enormous parking lot that it shared with other small stores. After going through the double-doors and narrowly fitting his bulge through the anti-theft scanners near the entrance, he found himself near the checkout desk and rows upon rows of clothing stretching out to the far ends of the store. Overhead signs marked each section and the space was well-lit, with generic pop music playing over the noise of both the many fluorescent lights and the central heating system.

His entry was noticed by a big-breasted red fox woman in a sleek business outfit, whose peroxide blonde hair reached down to her shoulders. She got as far as "Hello, can I help...?" before she trailed off, staring at the enormous bulge in his pants, outlined by the too-tight fabric, her mouth opening a bit as she stared at him in wonder.

"Uhh... yeah," Gabe answered, rubbing the back of his head self-consciously. "I'm looking for pants that'll fit... well, you know, this."

"Oh!" she cried out, snapping out of her daze. "Yes! Of course, come this way! Please! I want to get a better look!" She waved him over eagerly, but her excitement drew the attention of some of the other staff over by the registers.

"Laura, what are you going on about over there?" Gabe heard as he moved a little closer. Glancing over, he saw a leopard man with slick black hair in a very fancy black suit and tie approaching, while behind him, a brown squirrel and a black-and-white mouse were watching with interest, both women leaning over the counter by the registers to get a better look.

"Just helping a customer sir!" The fox answered a little too eagerly, sparing him only a momentary look before fixing her gaze on Gabe's junk again.

The leopard's gaze turned to Gabe, eyes widening, though in a very different way – Gabe felt sure that if it had been a cartoon, he would have seen dollar signs appear in the man's eyes. The owner, from the look of it – and from the nametag that identified him as both 'Cyrus' and the store owner. "Yes, of course! We can absolutely find some clothes for you, sir, what are you looking for today? Work clothes? Dress pants?"

"Er, just some casual wear," Gabe murmured. Everyone was staring at him and he glanced away nervously.

"We have jeans and sweatpants too, as many as you like!" the store owner insisted. "Ladies, come over and help this man, please." He gestured to the two girls at the counter, who looked at each other and then came on over, the squirrel carrying a tape measure and the rabbit holding an almost comically small notepad and pencil.

The three ladies ushered him a little further into the store to an open section near a mannequin with an impressive bulge in a pair of jeans that fit it nearly perfectly. The clothing racks nearby at least helped prevent other customers from staring, but now he just had the three uniformed girls tending to him – though the two new arrivals didn't seem to share the fox's enthusiasm, as they went about taking his measurements as normal.

"Can I do the measurements, Susie?" Laura begged, "Pleeeeeeeeeeease?"

The squirrel rolled her eyes a little as she held the tape against Gabe's leg, reading it off for the rabbit. "No. You do this every time, Laura."

"Awww..."

Eventually the squirrel finished the other measurements and got down onto one knee. "Okay, sir, if you could spread your legs for me..."

"There's no way that's real," the rabbit girl mumbled, though not quietly enough to prevent Gabe from overhearing.

"Ssh!" the squirrel insisted, smacking the rabbit with her bushy tail.

"You can't say that!" Laura gasped out. "Don't be rude to the customers!"

But the rabbit doubled down; "Look, the last guy who was packing his pants was smaller than this guy! There's no way that's real!"

"No, it's-" Gabe began.

"So? It doesn't mean everyone that big is faking it to get us to feel them up!" Laura insisted.

"Shush, you two," Susie cut in, then looked up at Gabe. "Tell you what, sir, let's go to a fitting room where you'll be more comfortable and we can take... better measurements, shall we?"

He could tell from her tone and expression that she didn't believe he was all-natural either, but it would certainly be better than having them measure his junk in the middle of the store. "Yeah, sure," he agreed.

They led him off to the back of the store where there were some fitting rooms, a series of small rooms with thin dividers between them, ushering him inside – though he had to squeeze through the door, his bulge scraping the frame as he entered. There wasn't much to it, just a mirror, a padded bench, and a light on the wall, and it wasn't particularly large either. The fitting room had barely enough space for him, the fox, and the squirrel to squeeze inside, with the rabbit poking her head in through the curtain door.

"Okay, now take off your pants!" Laura told him eagerly, her tail wagging, before quickly toning it down a little with a hastily-added, "Um, please, sir."

Susie waggled the rolled-up tape measure in one hand. "I need to take accurate measurements to make sure you get the best fit."

A little nervous, Gabe nonetheless undid the knot on the drawstring of his pants and pushed them down, struggling to get them over the bulge in his briefs. The three girls' eyes widened as he revealed the outline of his cock and balls, and though they were still covered, the stretched fabric didn't leave very much to the imagination.

"No way!" the rabbit gasped out.

"Told you, Mina!" Laura said with an air of self-satisfaction, though her eyes were firmly locked on Gabe's bulge.

"He's gotta have some kind of padding under-" Mina began, only for Laura to reach out and grab the waistband of Gabe's briefs, tugging them downwards. His white-furred balls and fleshy pink cock flopped out freely as he was taken by surprise, and he staggered back in reflex, falling into a sitting position on the padded bench.

"Whoa..." the squirrel said in awe, staring with admiration.

The rabbit was similarly convinced. "Wow...! He really IS that big...!"

"Told you!" Laura repeated, holding out a hand for the tape measure. "Now let me take his measurements!"

"Nuh-uh," Susie replied, leaning in and pressing one end of the tape measure to the base of his cock, the other reaching down towards the bottom of his huge ballsack. "This is my job."

Laura whined again as Susie kept taking measurements of the bewildered Gabe's junk. Again and again she pressed the tape measure here and there to check ball circumference, height, and depth, before measuring his cock, reading off various numbers to the rabbit who diligently kept writing them down even though she was giving Gabe even hungrier looks than the other two now that she'd seen what he was packing. He could swear she took the same measurements more than once, but he was having trouble focusing with the way they were all eyeing him up and feeling him over.

He was already half-hard when he felt an extra pair of hands on him all of a sudden, and looked down to see Laura stroking his cock, holding it between both hands. "Uh... what are you doing?" he asked, feeling that this was a little outside of their professional requirements.

"We need to know how big you are hard, too!" she told him, licking her lips. "You don't want pants that only fit you when you're soft, do you?"

"Yeah," Susie agreed, reaching over and fondling one of his balls, "Otherwise they'll rip open, and you don't want that, do you?"

"I... I suppose..." he mumbled, watching along with them as his cock surged and swelled under the more direct attention. It only seemed to pique the interests of the three women even more as it grew to full size, throbbing heavily as it jutted up from his cock at an angle.

"Whew... okay..." the squirrel murmured as she stared, then put one end of the tape measure at the base of his cock. Unrolling the tape, she stretched it out to the very tip of his shaft to measure his length, her fingers gripping at his cockhead to hold it steady. Yet as she did, she pressed the end of her ring and pinky fingers into the opening of his urethra by accident, sinking the two digits halfway in. Gabe gave a groan, and she gave a mumbled apology, trying to pull her fingers back out – only for his cock to pull back, and harder.

"What-!" she cried out, dropping the measuring tape as more of her hand was sucked in, engulfing her other fingers and half of her palm.

Laura gave a giggle. "You don't need to measure in there!" she teased, then let out a gasp as Susie pulled again, only to get pulled in up to halfway along her forearm.

Gabe gripped the padded bench as he tried to will his cock to stop tugging on her, but it was no use. "I can't stop it...!" he groaned out, partly in frustration and partly from the strangely pleasurable sensation of her arm – the whole thing, now – stretching him out from within.

"It's pulling me in, it's too-!" the squirrel cried out before Gabe's cock gave another heavy tug. Her shoulder, and then her head and collar, all got pulled in, muffling her voice and also pulling her feet off the floor, one of her shoes falling onto the carpet. The more she squirmed and struggled the harder his shaft seemed to pull on her, and now that she had gravity helping her in as well, her whole body was rapidly tugged down Gabe's dick, her other shoe flying from her kicking legs as she struggled in vain.

"I'll go get help!" the rabbit said as she turned and ran, leaving the curtain door to fall closed behind her. Laura finally snapped out of her shock and got the idea to grab onto Susie's legs, but a moment too late – her hands closed around nothing as the squirrel slid further inside, deep enough to start making a bulge in Gabe's left nut, and only the end of her enormous tail still emerged. Gabe shuddered heavily as the bushy tail teased and tickled the inside of his cock, again eluding Laura's grasp as Susie was pulled the rest of the way in all at once with a loud slurping sound, dropping into Gabe's sack and making his left ball thump against the carpet.

"Omigosh! Susie! Susie!" Laura cried out as she stood up and grabbed onto Gabe's dick, trying to peer in the end, using both hands to open and spread out his urethra.

"No, don't-!" he tried to warn, but it was too late.

Both of the fox's arms were sucked in together and she let out a yelp, her snout bumping against Gabe's cockhead before it, too, got yanked in. He shuddered and groaned, his precum squelching out past Laura as she got pulled in even faster than Susie had been. She was in up to her shoulders in no time, her big breasts providing only a momentary obstacle when his glans bumped against them before a sudden strong tug yanked her inside, and she gave a muffled yelp, wriggling around.

"What's going on in here?" Gabe heard the owner call out just as he swept back the curtain in time to see Laura's hips bump against the end of Gabe's shaft, legs flailing.

"A-an accident!" Gabe insisted, though he couldn't quite suppress a groan as his shaft sucked Laura in to the thighs, the rest of her sliding in easily. "They, nnh, didn't...! Aahn!" The fox's legs and tail disappeared into his cock and the bulge she made rapidly slid down, only for her to get dumped into his unoccupied nut, which thumped against the floor much like the first as the two huge orbs wobbled and churned with the struggles of the two inside of them.

"Oh. I see," the owner replied, oddly nonchalantly for the situation. Gabe blinked and looked over at him, both surprised and relieved that this wasn't immediately ending with someone calling the police. But then he understood why: the leopard's spacious pants and the front tails of his suit jacket covered it very well, but he had a sizeable bulge of his own. No wonder he owned a store catering to other heavily-endowed men! "Well, Mina, it looks like it's up to you to get them out," the owner went on, patting the rabbit on the back. "I need to make sure nobody's in the line of fire."

"Yes, sir!" the rabbit replied, seeming all too eager to get her hands on Gabe as she slipped into the fitting room with him and knelt down. Before he could even ask her anything she was already hugging his sack, stroking both hands up and down over the vague outlines of her coworkers. "Heeeeey, you two," she called out to them, getting only muffled replies in response, "Too bad you're stuck in there while I'm out here, huh?"

She immediately set to teasing Gabe as much as she could, rubbing the front of her body against his balls while her hands stroked up and down them, even pressing her face under the base of his cock where it met the top of his sack. He groaned out in response, gripping the bench more tightly, wondering if he should help – but when he moved a hand to his cock, she smacked it away. "Nuh-uh, mine," Mina announced possessively, grabbing his shaft with both hands and pumping along its length, though she was careful to keep her hands away from the tip itself given what had happened to her coworkers.

Precum spilled readily from the end of Gabe's shaft and drooled down onto Mina's back, but she didn't seem to care; if anything it only appeared to motivate her to stroke faster, still wriggling and rubbing herself against his enormous, churning balls, both of them wobbling around as the two girls inside struggled. It was incredibly intense, especially from feeling Susie's big bushy tail teasing the inside of his left testicle, and Gabe gritted his teeth, shuddering in place, eyes squeezed tightly shut.

"I... I'm gonna...!" Gabe gasped out in warning.

"Yes, do it...!" Mina encouraged, planting a wet kiss on the underside of his cock as her hands rapidly jerked back and forth, "I've never seen anyone as big as you cum before...!"

His climax hit him like a truck. "Oh f-!" he managed before groaning out loudly enough for the entire store to hear, not that he was in any state of mind to care at that moment. His balls pulled upwards and he could feel the left one clenching harder as the squirrel was ejected first, though only a massive rope of cum came out on the first shot, splattering against the divider wall behind Mina and spraying her with large droplets of jizz.

But the second clench of his sack fired the squirrel back out the way she came, her entire body white and dripping, her tail much smaller now that it was soaked with cum. Her body crashed through the flimsy divider wall, and the next, and the one after that, as she was launched out of his cock with substantial force, and she groaned as she sprawled out several fitting rooms down, completely naked after her clothes had been destroyed. Gabe was too caught up in his orgasm to either notice or care as Mina kept jerking his cock, and he could feel Laura coming up next.

One, two, three more thick ropes of cum splattered all over the knocked-over dividers in front of him, even coating Susie a little more, before the fox got shoved upwards with full force and back out through his dick, bulging out the underside along the way. Her head popped out and she gasped as her large breasts got her stuck again, but only for barely a second until another hard clench popped her out like a champagne cork. She flew almost as far as Susie through the air before collapsing onto the felt-walled divider, her whole body utterly covered head to toe in cum, her uniform gone and churned up just like Susie's, and she gave a dazed groan as she recovered from the experience.

Gabe's orgasm went on a bit longer than that as more blasts of thick hot cum erupted from his shaft, making a mess of all of the girls and everything near them. Finally, he flopped back against the wall behind him and gasped for breath, staring cross-eyed up at the ceiling through his glasses, lost in euphoric daze.

Ahead of him, he barely registered Laura weakly calling out, "Again! Again!" but paid more attention when he heard the curtain door next to him get pulled open.

"All better, sir?" the store owner asked sympathetically. "It happens to the best of us sometimes."

"Uhh... yeah..." Gabe replied, still a little out of it after his intense climax.

From an inside pocket of her cum-covered jacket, Mina retrieved her tiny notebook and pencil. "Hold still, I need to take your measurements before your erection goes down!"

"Yes, quite," the store owner agreed. "After all, I'm quite willing to overlook this little accident for the generous patronage of a PAYING customer..."