Balros & Echoen Balros grabs your thighs and pulls down like pulling down your pants - causing a tauric body to WHUMP out from your lower body, sitting in that cute taur position. He then stands back up and kisses you firmly on the lips, pressing his floofy chest to your furry breasts, frotting his sheath to your large cushy foresheath. LlunaBlue The now-foxtaur leans forwards and holds your body against her, squeezing you close and pressing her foresheath forward against you at the same time. Her new lower half feels immediately natural and right, even as some final features are still popping into existence, like the plump teats starting to line along her. Balros & Echoen WHen you lean close and squeeze him, he's so soft, his fur luxuriously silky and tantalizing for your clutching fingers. He squirrelchrrs as you foxpurr, the sounds resonating as fat sheaths and heavy nuts grind and squish and swell, aroused by each other. Frotting and kissing, he uses one of his feetpaws to brush along your tauric underbelly, feeling the swells of lower breasts, crotchboobs, and bowling-ball weighty nuts and a bigger foxsheath between your hind legs. Just behind those is your heated vent, slick with estrus. "Mmmh,, hiiii beautiful." He says between smooches, huggling back. LlunaBlue It's weird; it's like the influence that the squirrel's presence and extra-floofy touch is geared towards making her changes as perfectly-feeling as possible. Despite how natural her literally brand new half of her body feels, as if it's been apart of her her entire life, her sheath and balls and snatch throb in an aching need as if they've never been used for that whole time! And she aches so good! her sheath hardens and opens at the tip as her new, fat spire begins to harden, the feeling of which arouses the rest of her and making her moan sordidly as her foreprick grows and leaves a trail of precum within your dense fuzz. Balros & Echoen *The heightened sexual pleasure from having so much, so much erogenous fur and flesh and breedneed, and all the hormones that come with them. Frotting and grinding make the kissing feel so much better; his hands on your body and your paws on his, sharing sweet sensations of two horny lovers. He feels his foxtaur squirm, and press, and stiffen, your forecock and his reaching up to chest height and becoming smothered in your lush upper breasts - your lower cock, larger, mashing to his balls and crotch while the shaft is swallowed up by your much larger lower body boobs. Pre spurts and mingles, soaking into fur - pressure fills your nuts and tits alike, milk and outright seed starting to spurt and leak. Smiling at your productivity and natural acclimation, he pulls his hips back - angling his heavy pink pillar beneath your foreballs, and /stuffing/ into your forepussy, pushing and sinking and thrusting steadily into you until your upper belly is pleasantly bulged with the size of him. Your forecock fires off into his face, but he presses his hips close enough to yours that your likewise beginning-to-ejaculate larger, lower hindcock pushes behind /his/ nuts.... sitting you on your fat tauric butt, to soon seat himself on your cock. A two-person fucktrain. LlunaBlue She rolls back and brings you with her, positioning her slick hindcock behind your balls and, with some significant effort that's driven by pure need, she curls her unwieldy body the rest of the way and shoves herself into your newly-formed boycunt! She immediately feels herself becoming filled with warm juices though, as if your body were geared to merely corrupt your victims lovers further, and that any and all cum you coax out of her is inevitably going to become fuel for her own continued changes. As we fuck, only she begins to fatten... Balros & Echoen You tilt back; he tilts forward, falling to the ground with a giggle and a lot of hot moaning. Your depths are so tight! His depths are so warm... squirrel and fox landing in a pile on top of your body, clenching and cumming too freely. Huffing, grunting, grinding harder together, keeping hips in motion to thrust. Thrusting that continues as your bellies swell lushly rotund with fat and life. Kneeling on top of you, he can feel your still-growing tauric foxcock continue to push deeper and deeper into his squirrelsex. If his own shaft wasn't sunk so deeply into you, it'd probably reach above your head. Your own forecock, though, gets a good grip and squeeze in his furry hands and between your luscious upper breasts, keeping you ejaculating over your shoulder. LlunaBlue She holds you tight and rubs her cum-slicked body against you as needily as she can, playfully trying to get you as messy as she is, and yet the more of it that sinks into your fur, the messier SHE is seeming to become! Equally, the more she's stuffing you with, the fuller she's getting... and that's on top of the squeakings and moans of burgeoning life that are growing both between us and beneath us... especially beneath us. Her tauric half is swelling so obscenely that it's starting to look like a brood queen's abdomen, ready to pop out the hundreds of new lives she's producing thanks to you! Balros & Echoeb It's not terribly difficult to create a huge mess - spunk-slicked fur, milk-dampened floof, and musk-soaked pelts. The fact that he's cleaner while you're much more saturated is completely normal, though the scent that he exudes tell a different story to any sniffing noses. Plugging and pegging each other to fill you fuller is, also, an expected normality. He 'sits up' for a moment to show your hip-width cock plugged into his backside, while the rising dome of your foxbelly threatens to pull your cock out from him. Up top, your upper belly rises too, a smaller but no less firm dome of pregnant foxgut likewise flooded with seed. He shudders then, and falls forward back onto your breasts, forecock and tum, burying his pink pillar into your puss and blowing his load hard, harder, floodingly into you. LlunaBlue She's being molded, perfected, made to become a factory of fox-making fucking by you! Her moans are loud and without shame, added to by the echoes of her babies reverberating within her, and as she desperately humps up into you then down onto you, her hindpussy... pops. The moment the tiniest hint of a muzzle peeks through that opening, an utter FLOOD of them follow; bipedals, taurs, ferals... foxes, squirrels, hybrids... pregnants and soon-to-swells... they all shoot out of her with such force to knock the wall down, and yet you've made her become so utterly dense that she doesn't even shrink at all. Balros & Echoen The way you squeal and foxscream shamelessly is music to his ears and orgasm to all other listening ears. The first fox to fit her head out from your sex opens her eyes and turns her ears forward to see this new world in front of her - only to be shoved forward by the tide of siblings that force her forward and spill her out behind your butt. Fully developed and hyper-herm siblings pour out of you and pile on top of each other, moaning and squealing as they mount each other and start breeding seconds after exposure to oxygen. The wall is blown over and the adjacent apartments are flooded with foxes and cum. On the other side of the complex, a mouse girl is just getting out of a shower, water dripping from her white fur. As she's drying off, she notices her belly is beginning to... swell. Curiously she prods at the rising dome of padding, feeling new compulsions take over as she walks into her bedroom, naked and looking heavily bred and pregnant. Her mouse boyfriend laying on the bed reading, putting his book down to see his girlfriend approach him and climb onto the bed, hefting her huge breasts... and birth a mousefox right onto his erect cock.