Balros Balros giggles. When you agree, it's like the snap of a stretched rubber band - your body heats up as it immediately begins to mutate. Both of your arms thicken past the elbow, growing into full-sized, considerably busty bunnies, their waists at your elbow. Your crotch bulges forward and itches in back - your pussy moaning out with a buck-toothed bunny maw, your sheath and balls swelling larger. But what emerges from your sheath, stretching out your pants, is a bunny, her body your cock, like her legs are stuffed into that furred cockholster. The outlines of bunny muzzles push at your shirt where your nipples used to be. Balros leans in for a smooch, kissing your lips, tasting the extra teeth and tongue as your whole head is hybridized with a second bunnyface. LlunaBlue The poor fox girl stood no chance; your bunny obsession manifested within her body and proceeded to rapidly warp her, as if she'd never been anything but a canvass destined to bunnify. She tries to wrap her arms around you, but instead it's four of her arm's arms that eagerly stroke through your soft, alluring fuzz, the two flanking bunnybods squeezing you from either side as their bellies begin pushing out. Her buncock's growth still feels like an obscene erection, and based on the buncock's expression of ecstacy as she gurgles all the cum that's welling up from her throat, it's feeling the same way for her, too...! Balros *The squirrel croons sweetly as many of your bunnybodyparts begin to stroke, grope and pet at him, pulling him against you closer, grinding against him as breasts swell, bellies fill, and more of your body is converted into a lapine lust-factory. Your arms feel heavy and heavier as their wombs bloat fat'n'full of pregnancy, shoving their tums against him; bigger and growing breasts, too. Your bunnycock throbs forward and her paws tear at his pants, exposing his endowments for her to obsessively belch cum all over. SHe tries to lift up his cock and throat him into her, but more and more spunk keeps flooding up from your fattened balls. Her own breasts surge larger in size and quash against his thighs and nuts; you feel a tingling in your legs as your buncock demands control of them and takes them from you. It's like someone else is flexing your muscles for you. Not only does she take your leg control, but forces even more mutations onto you; your shoes explode as massive bunny toes emerge forth, and your pants completely rip apart as you're forced taller with longer legs, now standing just above Balros's head. All this growth means your buncock is bigger, too, as large as your torso had been before you started changing. However, before she can try to suck him off again, Balros steps to one side - showing that you're in a research laboratory and there's a cute skunk girl in a labcoat, facing away from you, taking notes on something. Every bunny body part of you wants to fuck her, breed her. You're forced to step closer to her until your buncock and bunarms can reach - grabbing her and pulling off her clothes, your buncock shoving her whole head up into the skunkette's snatch, even pushing her arms up into her to stretch her out. She drops her clipboard with a gasp as streaks of blue fur crawl across her body; her arms swell out into busty, pregnant bunnyskunks. LlunaBlue The buncock holds the skunkette's legs open with surprising strength as she eagerly tongues her G-spot, regurgitating hot cum directly against it as she does so. The skunkette's upper thighs erode where her assailant's... cock's... hands are vigorously rubbing, digging into newly-forming cunnies. As she's screaming in confusion and pleasure and forced to spread as wide as she can, she can feel urges to spread in strange new ways... new angles, to accommodate the duplication of her legs.