* Echoen flits skunktail against your hip.

Boo3: *brushes big fluffy tail with hir hand*

* Echoen he lifts his muzzle and rrrrs pleasantly, leaning against the big bun.

Boo3: *wraps one of hir big arms around you, giving you a little squeeze as shi gently leans against you as well, making you gradually grow so shi has a bit more to lean against.*

* Echoen 's fur is silky soft, slightly cool at the tips, he's a fluffy skunk. He exhales sweetly as you squeeze him, letting you press against his sizely bulk, an increasingly /large/ mephit. He acts completely natural even as he surpasses you in height, one big hand petting down your head.

Boo3: *folds hir arms behind hir head as shi can no longer reach around your big, firm body. Not that shi minds, of course. Using your new size to hir advantage shi crawls around and makes hirself comfortable in your lap, hands behind hir head as shi smiles up at you, squinting in the sunlight. Your thighs and hips plump out to give the big bun a softer makeshift bed, though underneath that plush you bulk up considerably as well to support the rabbit's weight. You might be bigger than hir, but shi's still packed with dense, heavy muscle, not to mention hir other endowments. Still squinting shi imagines you with similar endowments, though more appropriate to your own size, and the buff bunny wonders if those might keep the sun out of hir eyes.*

Echoen: He spreads you out in his lap, letting you stretch and sprawl across the enlarged bulk of his size. He smiles down at you as well, perhaps a little shy in his expression, because he thinks you're very pretty - not because he's swelling in some very shapely ways. He grows so easily, naturally, pushing out into new curves and furred softness like he's always had them. As his chest plumps forward, it grows with every breath, steadily blocking out the sunlight to put you in the shade of his very impressive rack. His fur pattern shifts as well, black fur receding to make room for more and more white, to keep him cooler in the sunlight. A big skunky in every way now, his large hands still petting your plushness, scritching gently into your pelt with his claws.

Boo3: *happily rumbles and moans at your scritches, the bun stretching out to give you better access, surrendering to your petting. Shi lies spread-eagled in your lap, almost challenging you to scritch hir all over. Shi bites hir lower lip as shi lets out a pleasant, relaxed, blissful sigh and winks at you, daring you to break through that adorable shyness and indulge yourself with hir. Shi doesn't just want you to settle for some scritches, you're a big, gorgeous, curvy, strong skunk, you can do what you want to the buff bun. Touch hir all over, don't settle for carressing hir with just two hands. Take pride and pleasure in yourself, your massive chest and succulent, plump nipples. Ohhh, shi wonders if there's a creamy treat shi might coax out...*

Echoen: The massive skunkshemale pets deeply, heavily, and into your dense body, admiring your prettiness and open display - he avoids your endowments for a little while, until you practically coax him into molesting you. His large hands begin to caress and squeeze your breasts, massaging them, rolling them about in his palms, applying pressure but not too muh pressure. He inhales slow and deep, new thoughts settling in comfortably with the rest of his mind as if he's always had them, his lower hands reaching forth with less bashfulness than before, to cup your sac and massage your sheath, stroking in slow, firm motions. Hir lowermost hands begin to knead into your large feet, one for each paw, while hir uppermost hands (eight-armed skunky) begin to caress hir own breasts, brushing hir heavy nipples. Shi gives a lush gasp, as beads begin to form on the caps, easily bidden. 

Boo3: *Mrrs and stretches hir arms out towards your breasts, encouraging you to lift hir up so shi can reach your plump, eager, moist nipples. They're so big and succulent, so juicy and eager to give up their creamy contents. Shi gently, playfully nibbles at one of your swollen teats even as your arms keep kneading your swelling, increasingly full breasts. The nibble is enough to upset the delicate balance of pressure in and outside your breasts, sending a stream of thick cream splashing against the back of the bunny's troat. Shi moans and eagerly wraps hir mouth around the swollen nipple, only barely managing to make it fit they've grown so huge. You feel hir sac and sheath churn and swell and start to throb, the bun doing a bit of growing of hir own as the dark, glistening head of hir shaft pokes out of hir sheath and oozes precum onto your toned but curvy tummy, little spurts splashing against the bottoms of your breasts and drip, drip, dripping down, the clear liquid running down your tummy trickling down into your lap around your sheath. Your big, plump, eager sheath. Stretching hir legs down, taking their weight off your hands hir firm, surprisingly dexterous paws rest on your swelling, churning sac and the rim of your sheath, kneading you, coaxing your member out. The bunny eager for you to show just what how how big your desire is. And then you notice something else, another trickle and a sweet scent, nectar drooling over the hands playing with hir sheath and sac as hir plump cunny moistens itself, practically gushing with arousal and curiosity. Though it also feels left out, and the bun idly wishes you'd know how it feels for that part to go unattended.*

* Echoen lifts you up in a half-dozen arms, hefting you easily, especially considering how much larger than you shi is - a massive skunkette, fourteen feet tall now. Hir huge breasts are swollen lushly with cream, and hir nipples are fat canisters of flesh and cream, light pressure enough to get them leaking potently. Shi blushes and moans softly as your bunnymaw starts glomping at one, flooding your mouth easily with hir cream, rich in your throat. Hir hands continue to massage hir growing bustline, but it's obvious that shi's treating them as if they've always been as big as they are, no sense of discomfort or pining.  Hir large hands stroke your growing lap, massaging and petting heavily, even as you splutter messily onto hir endowments. Hir balls are huge, lushly silky spheres loaded with production - but they don't have hir squirming as much as hir new, hungry cunny does, hir belly twitching slightly as shi begins to soak hir seat with girljuice. A lot of it, spluttering out - in tandem with hir rising shaft, a huge girth of pretty skunky cock that pushes under your rump and starts to feed into your pussy as hir hands push your hips down onto it.

Boo3: *shudders and moans lewdly into your throbbing, gushing nipple, hir arms wrapping around and squeezing your breast to supplement your own ministrations, forcing another jet of divine cream almost straight down the bun's gullet and into hir stomach. You might almost see hir tummy bulge a bit as shi drinks if it weren't for that massive, throbbing skunk-shaft of yours spreading hir wide open and feeding inexorably into hir, inch after inch, growing with each heartbeat and stretching his more and more, the ever-swelling bulge it creates effortlessly obscuring the filling effect of your endless stream of cream. Boo rolls hir hips, clenching hir walls around the vein-studded contours of your breeding pole, its growth lifting hir paws off your still-expanding, incredibly potent sac as a good three feet of your even bigger shaft are now inside of hir. Each throb of your cock visible through hir own fur, each spurt of precum past hir cervix, which is still resisting you making hir tummy swell slightly and slosh around. Shi pushes hir head closer to your chest, swallowing more of your spurting, fleshy teat, thinking that shi's experienced cocks that were less hard and thick and eager, and that leads hir to think what you might change about the bunny to give your other, sadly neglected creamy faucet its due, the rabbit's eyes closed in bliss shi takes the time to notice how nice and refreshing, but warm your cream makes hir feel as it spurts down hir throat into hir tummy. What could you do to hir if shi didn't simply use hir own powers? God, shi just wants more of you, hir eager folds slowly sucking you in deeper as shi wishes you could do something for hir ass, too, hir abdominal muscles rippling and helping to coax your massive shaft into a full erection.*

Echoen: Shi moans as you firmly squeeze the massive, furred breast you're being pushed against, flooding your maw with an overabundance of milk, pouring down your gullet with hir extremely rich, potent fluid.  With so many paws, shi easily holds you close and sinks into you, not so muc thrusting as simply growing and stiffening up into your honeyed passage. Shi moans and closes hir eyes a bit as you pleasure hir with your snugness, still stroking and groping your body passionately, pumping your erection in hir very large hands. A big paw pushes the back of your head against hir breast, stuffing the teat into your throat, hosing into your gullet. Hir arms massage, squeeze, grope and molest your beautiful body, thick fingers pinching your own teats and tugging on your piercings to get you spluttering. One paw is dipped between your thighs, massaging your balls, brushing a clawtip at where hir huge shaft fills into your sex. Unlike anyone you've likely played with before, hir transformations are regarded as so natural, so effortless, that shi doesn't seem to regard anything as out of the ordinary at all. Even when your shoulders widen and your second head is guided to hir massive, needy breast on the other side, shi hasn't even batted an eye, as if /you/ always had these new features as well. Hir hands kneading over your bottom, pushing your tauric rump down onto hir second cock, much deeper inside of you than your upper sex between your forehips. Hir balls slosh out nearer to the floor, four massive spheres of silky skunk fur pouring with cum into your frame.

Boo3: *grunts and groans in a blissed-out fit, hir throats eagerly milking your massive nipples as your second shaft fills hir up so, so good and releases your unbelievably potent load straight into both wombs, stretching them out with thick, gooey, sticky cum, eager to enter even deeper and get to work on the rabbit's ovaries. It's rare that the bunny is overwhelmed with pleasure and sensation, and unquestionably a first ever that shi is overwhelmed at such a comparatively modest stage of multiplicity compared to other things shi's experienced, but that is really only proof of the intensity of this present encounter. Hir walls clench and ripple, desperately milking the spunk from your massive quartet of balls, bloating hir, obscuring much of hir toned self with stretched, sloshing skin. Hir eyes roll back into hir head as shi keeps going through hir chain of orgasms on autopilot, hir own shafts, front and back swelling up even further and plastering your thighs, tummy, ribcage and chest with bunny-spunk, a large, sticky puddle forming beneath you as Boo's spooge runs down your body and pools beneath you. So much bunnycum, all of it just as eager to breed as your own, and you're sitting in it, your bottom covered in it, the syrupy liquid oozing into every nook and cranny like it has a mind of its own, your fur and the skin beneath it covered with it, soaked with it, marinating in hir powerful spunk as it tries to fill up your pores, , xovering you so thoroughly until there's nothing left but for you to directly absorb it. All this even as the buff, bulging rabbit sloshes and swells with your own seed, saturating hir being, hir walls clenching hard enough to prevent virtually any spillage, hir body desperate to keep everything you're giving hir to hirself.

Echoen: The sheer girth of hir shafts would normally bulge out your body around their size, not to mention their throbbing pulses and whenever they grow even larger inside of you. Yes, shi continues to grow larger inside of you and against you, even as hir hands knead your broad forehips and work you down, back-and-forth, against hir upper shaft, and pumps your heavier bunnytaur bottom like a sextoy atop hir lower shaft. Hir hands that are free still tenderly molest, pull, and pet your lovely body, a light blush on hir cheeks as shi's closer to cumming now - upper hands still massaging hir very full breasts, though most of the milkstains on hir fur are from your own tits instead. You sooooaak hir silky fur with your cum, a hot and sticky mess of scent - hir tummy still quivvering as estrus blusters out from hir puss, hir heavy rump squirming in hir own sticky girlpuddles. Shi erupts with cum into you, tensing up and giving a cute squeak from the big skunk as hir cum torrents into your body, closing hir eyes all the way as shi enjoys a particularly powerful orgasm into you, yet still with some inexplicable sense that it's completely standard, that everything shi's engaged in with you is part of hir friendship with you that shi's always had forever, right? Of course two lovers would mate and breed, it's always nice when your pregnant forebelly is snuggling up with hir own rounding dome of pregnant skunkbelly, your stroked forecock hosing over the rising sphere of breeding, every spurt making hir more pregnant. It's only natural for two hermy mothers to let out these needs and instincts, like we've always done before.