More bodies do a body good!
Written by Klesk Vadrigaar

So far this was a typical day for Balros. He'd been out doing his thing, walking amidst the populace, picking out someone to keep him company. He'd settled on a very sweet looking vixen lass; a fair furred, buxom, big bootied, smiling little piece of eye candy. He'd made introductions, given her a few half-hearted compliments and a few cute winks. To Balros' surprise she'd reciprocated quite quickly, barely needing a sniff of the squirrel's hypnotic pheromones before giving him her consent to do something filthy. Something she'd fantasized about but always hesitated to act on. Something so extreme it'd get everyone around them talking for days!

Kissing had ensued from there, segueing quickly into frantic undressing. The afternoon passerbys began to take notice as the vixen stripped, baring her nice DD cups and jiggly bubble butt for the public, before asking if Balros needed some help getting his pants off. That much was fine. Balros always did appreciate having an audience for his antics, and if this vixen wanted to indulge in one of her own perversions with him then that just made it better!

Granted, he wasn't quite prepared for what the fruit those perversions then wrought once the vixen had relieved him of his lower garments.

Balros at first was mildly surprised when he felt his enormous sheath being roughly pulled open. The vixen's slender arms apparently hid a fair bit of strength to them, fuelled in part by her maddening hunger for some sweet squirrel meat!

When the vixen then slid one of her thick, fat legs into his sheath, Balros was slightly more unsettled. He knew that even the most ordinary looking folk could harbor some unexpectedly bizarre kinks so he tried to tell himself that was the case here...until the vixen grabbed onto his shoulders for leverage and levitated herself so she could get her other leg into his sheath. He'd asked her what she was doing, and gotten the reply that the vixen had something a little more...'spicy' in mind for the union of their bodies.

Balros started to worry after that, and not just because his intended target for fun was now pulling the skin of his sheath up around her like it was a dress she was putting on. He could feel his body was already doing its thing, and NOT in the way he wanted it too. He could feel the vixen's feet getting soaked in his pre, causing them to start to fuse. First they merged together into a stable lump of flesh balanced atop the head of his cock, then they began to merge with the cock itself. 

Balros stumbled forwards with the weight of the vixen currently masturbating himself while snugly stuffed inside his sheath. He felt her legs join her feet in fusing then merging with his rapidly transforming maleness. Vixen flesh became one with squirrel flesh, both resculpting themselves together like clay into a grand new addition to Balros' body.

The squirrel opened his mouth to say this was definitely not what he'd intended. The vixen, now transformed up to where her tits sat so cutely nestled atop the skin of Balros' sheath, merely turned, smiled, telling him to just enjoy the ride then stealing his voice with a kiss, . 

Balros could do naught but let his lungs be sucked clean by the strength of the vixen's lust. She took his air and added it to the fuel of her raging arousal, turning to let her muzzle point skywards as she felt her tits be absorbed into herself. She let out a deep, desperate moan, slapping her jaws closed and allowing her head to be remoulded into the fat, bulbous tip of Balros' new oversized penis.

Balros grit his teeth as his body burned like the sun, his five foot vixen dick throbbing madly in want for action now that it was pumped and ready to go! The skin of his sheath slid down the length, tucking itself behind the squirrel's new beach ball sized knot as it inflated to full size.

The squirrel felt himself overbalance again, falling backwards as the strength in his legs was sapped by his overwhelming desire to fuck something. He threw his tail down, trying to use it as a kickstand to arrest his descent, but thankfully, another member of the gathered crowd was quick to volunteer herself as his savior.

Balros felt luxuriously soft fur smoosh against his back, while a pair of arms wrapped around him to hold him steady. He turned to see the toothy smile of a fellow squirrel, a female one...and also one who outclassed the vixen for chest size given he could feel her tits cushioning him all the way from his shoulders down to his waist! He murfled a thanks as the squirrel giggled and helped him back onto his feet. He made to move out of her tender embrace and see about the issue with his new cock. The squirrel girl, however, remained firmly latched on as she nuzzled against his cheek.

Balros felt his fur stand on end as he realised his savior wasn't letting go, precisely because she couldn't. He looked down to see her arms were fusing with his chest, being absorbed into his pecs and flat stomach with alarming speed. Behind him he felt the squirrel's nipples teasingly poke him in the back, then poke him through his back as the two merged together. He barely registered the farewell peck the squirrel gave him on the cheek before withdrawing her head as she was pulled into the morphing mass infusing into him from behind. He had a far greater concern up front to contend with!

Amidst the flash of camera phones, Balros leaned forward as his chest grew heavy. His pecs swelled outward, gaining both mass and plushness as they morphed into a fresh pair of tits. Well, more specifically, they were his female counterpart's tits, given they possessed the same size, not to mention the same level of perky softness. 

A low moan escaped Balros' lips as his hands moved on autopilot to grope his new mammaries. He felt he should be alarmed by this, that even for a body shifting pervert like himself this was a step too far.

The lightning bolt of pleasure he felt as he caressed his full, bouncing, wonderfully heavy boobs did the trick of crushing his concern, replacing it instead with a sensation of smug satisfaction that at least now he had a second aspect that was bigger than Echoen.

Amidst the growing furor over the spectacle he was making of himself, and what others were helping to make of him, Balros figured maybe this wasn't so bad. With his new mega dick and his new giant tits, he probably could have his pick of the gathering crowd. There were some pretty sweet looking folk visible amidst the constant dazzling flashes of camera phones.

Balros held out his hands, let himself be fully captured by hundreds of devices. He smiled and nodded that if anyone wanted to have some fun with his new body, now was the time.

It took scant seconds to get his wish...though not perhaps in the way he'd hoped for.

Balros stumbled as he felt something wrap around his legs, binding them together in many thick, muscular coils. He looked down to see a masterful mosaic of green and brown hued scales firmly ensnaring him almost all the way up to his waist. He followed their length, and found himself staring at the grinning visage of a snake girl. Her forked tongue flicked in rapid, hungry beats at his face as she leaned to examine her catch. Balros swallowed as he then noticed the sizeable rack the serpent was sporting, just atop two enormous hemi-penii emerging from a slit where her lower body merged with her great tail.

Balros felt himself be seized by a very queer sensation of confused arousal. On one hand getting kinky with a scaley babe was actually a pretty appealing thought, more so with those huge dongs for extra fun. On the other hand...yeah, he could already feel things were going south, literally down south between his legs. 

The snake hissed in bemusement as she felt her tail merging with Balros' legs, turning both into a mighty, muscular mishmash of a long, long length covered on the bottom in smooth, durable scaled plates, and the top in a lush layer of fur patterned in the green and brown hues. 

Balros winced as the serpent slowly sank out of sight below his chest, not even allowing him the chance to let him sample her exotic fanged mouth and forked tongue before her body merged into his new tail and left him as a very nouveau fusion of a naga-squirrel.

It was at that point that Balros decided enough was enough. The tits might have still felt heavenly and heavy on his torso, his dick was still hard and raring for action, but now having to balance himself atop the great length of his serpentine lower body meant any chance of trying to enjoy the changes to his being were going to be severely hampered.

Raising his hand that he had a question, Balros meekly asked if someone could please recommend him to a doctor. To his ever growing surprise the crowd was immediately abuzz with people asking if he needed an ambulance called, or offering to squeeze in an appointment for him with their physician.

Unable to decide which of the many voices to listen to, Balros pointed to one individual at random and asked for them and only them to give him their details.

***

A while later, Balros was feeling both better, and worse. The doctor he'd been directed to had proven to be quite the experienced and thorough soul, in spite of looking like he'd just entered his 20's. Still he'd been quite the looker, a very cute, athletic skunk guy who seemed distinctly unbothered when the squirrel-naga had been admitted to his examination room. The two had talked as any patient and doctor would about Balros' bizarre ailment. The skunk had taken his vitals, given him a physical, asked about Balros' medical history, and confirmed that his condition wasn't serious and could probably be amended...just as soon as the skunk took care of one other thing.

Balros contemplated there may have been a minor misunderstanding as to what 'condition' the skunk thought he was treating him for when said skunk began dispensing with his lab coat and doctor's attire. Said, skunk, however, then raised the valid point that Balros' erection lasting for so long was not a good thing and needed tending to immediately. That, and Balros certainly wasn't going to protest about the sight of the mephit's lithe, muscled body as he finished undressing and got up onto the examination table. 

The ensuing several hour sex marathon was needed to say the least. Balros briefly worried about the doctor's other patients at several points but the skunk assured him his schedule was clear till the evening, then resumed sucking on Balros' fat nipples while squeezing his ass tighter around the squirrel-naga's dick. 

Eventually Balros decided to trust the medical professional's opinion and just go at it full force. The multiple orgasms and release of all the pent up seed in his balls was nothing short of sheer bliss, and the skunk's demand for him to keep going after each one made Balros' heart feel warm indeed. 

It wasn't until the skunk's body was over halfway merged with Balros' that the squirrel-naga finally became aware that all was not well. By the time he finally came down far enough from the endless pleasurable peak to realise his dick was going way deeper into the skunk than should be anatomically possible, Balros was too late to do anything about it. 

The skunk didn't seem too bothered as his body was absorbed into Balros' along with the others, thought the reasons for why quickly made Balros very bothered indeed. His tail grew out to almost three times its length, and three times its fluffiness. A stark white stripe appeared down the center to contrast with the chestnut brown on either side. Balros' chest, stomach and scrotum also whitened up, leaving him as a rather artistic blend of his own colors, the skunk's, and the snake's.
 
That, however, paled in comparison to the final gift Balros received from his latest fusion. The increasingly bizarre hybrid squirrel could only sigh in lament as he felt something forcing his head off center, nudging him to cock it to one side so a second head, that of the skunk's could emerge beside it.

Balros quickly found he could no longer control his command, instead the skunk had now had full command of all his limbs and everything else. It put this new power to use by grabbing a clip board and checking the skunk's schedule, noting when the last few patients were due after work ended for the day. Balros could only sigh and take solace in the fact that, if nothing else, he'd at least vented most of his pent up sexual needs, and hopefully once the skunk was done he could go home and try to sleep off the day's bizarre events.

He just wondered if tomorrow was going to be in anyway similar...