\n\t\t\t\t\tsqueakieMiddle of the night at the underground vault of a private collector…
”Hurry up, cat! I sent the guards after a false alarm but they'll be back making their rounds eventually and we don't want to run into them as we make our getaway – I can only make us invisible on cameras!”, the restless wild dog taur barks as she paces about on the smooth concrete floor, the quiet rapping of her claws making her feline companion's tail tip twitch in the same rhythm while the feline taur seems completely engrossed by the changing figures on the small device she's holding.
Hissing irascibly, the feline raises her head. ”I'm working on it, Nadia, and the guards will be here much sooner if I mess up because you're getting cold feet, don't forget we've done this quite a few times already with no problem! It's just that the security in this pedestal is well above the complexity of anything I've seen before… but I'll figure it out any moment now… ”, she snaps back before averting her eyes to devote her attention to the device again when it emits a series of low tunes.
”Sure, Feeeeligris – I trust in you since you're the best security cracker I've found but I'll also keep that in mind to remind you when we end up in prison if you take much longer~ That artifact certainly must be as valuable as I thought it would be, with this level of protection!”
Ignoring the wild dog taur's pestering, Feligris leans closer to the open access port of the pedestal to adjust her makeshift connector while Nadia sits down with her tongue lolling facetiously – the feline soon doing some rapid-paced typing on her device. ”And I'll remember to remind you how much ado you made out of nothing once we get out of here free and clear, that beauty will be ours in just a few moments...”, she rumbles with her eyes fixated on the ancient relic which sits under the pedestal's tough glass, both of their large ears swivelling lazily due to the multitude of tones played by the cracking device. ”There! Should be open now!”, she says triumphantly, although quietly, when the tones abruptly stop right before an almost inaudible click comes from the pedestal.
It's not the only noise from the pedestal, though. Neither taur even has time to move or think about grabbing the treasure before they hear a soft hiss followed by a visible burst of pink gas from vents which have opened up at the base of the pedestal.
”Is this… a jok- knockout gas! That's what it's got to be!” is Nadia's hasty blurt in reaction to the strange sight of pink colour swirling around her on the floor, the wild dog taur reflexively lifting her forepaws off the floor while swinging her arms as if she's going to push the gas away.
”Relax, it's what we took the injections for, won't effect us if we don't linger – but, what the hell? I did everything right and the blasted thing opened, why the gas?”, Feligris grumbles and tail lashes with the cracking device still in her hand as coloured gas envelops her lower body, seemingly unconcerned about anything else but her apparent failure. ”… weird, it stings a tad like it's an irritant… ”
”Well, there you have it! Must have been an extra trap for us or anyone else, we should leave before the guards – ack!”, the wild dog taur interjects but is cut short as she yelps abruptly, swallowing the rest of her sentence to start undoing her tight leather jacket. Moments later the reason becomes evident as the four breasts on her upper chest outright force the jacket's top open when they bulge upwards out of her shirt. ”My – my – my boobs are growing! Shit! We got to leave now!”, she gasps in abject confusion while her lower mammaries swell out and bloat lewdly before Feligris' eyes.
”A-agreed!”, Feligris shoots back with a fearful meow, absentmindedly holding the cracking device still when waves of tingling and weird sensations radiate through her lower body – to be replaced with sensations of swelling, tension and tautness which make her realize that her own breasts are already uncomfortably pressing against her vest, trying to spill out from above and below. What's more, the rapid expansion isn't limited to her mammaries… her entire tauric midsection is ballooning from what feels like strange growth in her womb, the added girth making her self-conscious due to how her legs sink into her pliable swollen mammaries when she gets ready to make her escape with Nadia.
A quarter an hour later, after wandering in the labyrinthine passages of the vault section, the two find their way to the main entrance – proceeding to have a lively commotion at the same time~
”I swear, if you tell me one more time to open it faster...”, Feligris growls deeply with her ears turned backwards in frustration as she tugs on the handle tentatively, gritting her teeth in anticipation when she yanks hard on it to make the thick door slabs move – but they only open a centimeter more.
”Yes, yes! After wasting way too much time getting to the door in the first place, I'm happy to spend even more time here waiting with my poor breasts growing by the minute while not knowing if I'll be even able to walk out of here by the time that door's open! Gaah!”, Nadia retorts amid cranky barks and yips, constantly digging her fingers into her breasts which have grown enough to stretch her shirt to breaking point, whereas her lower mammaries are threatening to absorb her slender legs as they fight for space under her. ”At least the swelling seems to be tapering off… ”
Panting rapidly as she keeps on yanking the stiff handle to open the door a little at a time, Feligris glowers as she throws a glare over her shoulder at Nadia. ”Like I'm content to spend my time screwing around with this door manually because there wasn't a way to fully subvert the opening mechanism and alarms? I'd be happy to – meowh – be able to crawl out of her with my belly filling like this with – something – ” she grumbles in response while briefly glancing down at her lower body to see how her greatly distended belly pushes out to all directions between her legs while she's constantly in danger of stomping her own huge mammaries which rub against her paws and the cold floor in a distracting manner. Not to mention how she also had to open her vest a while ago to release her upper breasts and how her arms squash them heavily every time she grabs the handle – but she attempts to shrug it all off to keep trying.
Feligris never has the chance to see if she had been successful in disabling all the failsafes in the door, though, because by the time the door is half-open – not nearly enough for either of them to wiggle through in their expanded state – and both of their shirts are tearing from the sheer size of their breasts, the halves abruptly slide fully open and the handle slams up forcefully enough for the feline to hiss in surprise. Seconds later another louder hiss rises from her throat as a lupine guard appears from around the corner in the distance, running towards the two taurs as Feligris attempts to back off from the door clumsily.
”Stay where you are! Hands up where I can see them!”, the lupine yells as she slows down to make threatening gestures with her baton.
Reacting more on instinct than anything else, Nadia and Feligris make a bid at fleeing – but it's in vain as the wild dog taur almost immediately trips over her enormous lower mammaries which swing about and bounce from her legs, causing her to collapse on the floor, while at the same time the feline struggles to even move thanks to her underbelly and mammaries dragging on the floor at the same time as whatever is growing in her womb, makes her flinch randomly by kicking and squirming. After a few moments of helpless flailing, they look at each other and reluctanctly raise their hands up, turning to face the lupine.
”That's better! Now, you two burglars are going to wait right here as we wait for backup – though it doesn't seem that you're going anywhere.”, the guard tells the two and stares at the sternly while idly hitting the palm of her hand with her baton, her ears perked to listen to distant footsteps from behind her. In the meantime Feligris and Nadia squirm embarrassment, the wild dog struggling to somehow slip her forelegs through the soft mass of her mammaries so that she wouldn't be leaning on them, whereas the feline whimpers randomly from the faintly visible movement inside her misection. The awkward silence doesn't last long however as Feligris scowls at Nadia in response for the latter's accusing stare.
”Don't look at me like that, dog, I know I did everything – eep! – right!”
”And yet here we are, cat, let me tell -”
But their heated conversation ends up being very short due to the lupine guard smacking a steel pipe on the wall, spooking both taurs into shutting up. ”CUT IT OUT! You two will have plenty of time for that later, and I'm not in the mood for listening – so keep your yaps shut.”, she growls while finally hearing a group of people coming closer just around the corner…
A week later in the main exhibition hall above the vault~
”… ngyaah, pl-please, stay still in there - ”, Feligris whines as she probes her immense belly with her hand, trying to peer past her huge upper breasts with a hand holding them in place – resuming discussion after a pregnant pause ”- I wish they weren't so rowdy, makes it hard to focus on anything else – but like I said I didn't make a mistake! They were waiting for us, and you were the one who was meant to do recon!”
Her ears folded down and tail drooping, Nadia sighs as she listens before exposing her teeth with a short growl. ”They're also apparently dissolving the last brain cells in that pregnancy-addled brain of yours…! Because I don't care and I haven't cared after those police took all our gear and clothing and TOLD US THAT WE'LL BE MADE INTO A PUBLIC EXHIBITION AS AN EXAMPLE!”, she retorts with enough gusto that she's practically screeching towards the end, snapping her jaws shut to huff and to tug her new collar with her supple fingers. ”Not to mention collars with vitals monitoring, tracking and electric shock devices~”
Shocked into an attempt to back off, the feline merely ends up bobbing awkwardly on top of her greatly overburdened belly and mammaries, soon licking her chops and shaking her head from burning embarrassent as the pounding on her taut womb lining intensifies. ”Mew! Not so lo-loudly, you're riling them up again… ooof!… there must be dozens inside me! I got to give it to them that it was pretty clever to boobytrap the pedestal so that even the correct sequence would release the gas… since it would affect only females… ”, she complains while carefully feeling over her nipples thanks to the lingering feeling that she's just about to start leaking milk.
”YES! The collector's a dirty old male! And a pervert! And in cahoots with the authorities! And violating out rights! And – and – and – I DON'T WANT TO BE AN INTERACTIVE EXHIBITION!”, Nadia wails, throwing her hands up into the air before crossing them under her uppermost pair of breasts to pout with her eyes fixated on Feligris who seems to be more concerned dealing with her gigantic litter than anything else. ”- you do realize that they're going to poke and mess with you too?”
”I – gyaah! – I know, but what can we do? We're being watched 24/7 and I can't walk out of here, I doubt you can either?”, Feligris grumbles in reply and kneads her belly with her tauric legs, not finding any other use for them. ”I'm simply ho-hoping they aren't too rough on me as I already feel I'm going to tear open from the seams when this – owww! – freaking brood moves in here.”, she adds after a few moments when everything really starts to move under her furry hide, the brood inside making visible shapes all over while she ceases talking to pant rapidly and hug her engorged chest with her torso doubling over as much as it's able.
”Thanks for the encouragement, cat! I'm hoping that I will die of embarrassment soon so that I won't have to deal with strangers poking my boobs and pulling my nipples for years on end like the collector and police so graciously us~”, the wild dog mutters before burying her muzzle into her upper breasts to sulk. ”I wish I'd known this place had a thing for unusual punishments...”
One moaning and whining, and the other muttering unintellegibly, the two unfortunate burglars settle down for the night under the watchful eye of cameras as they deal with their individual transformations and uneasily wait for the next morning of the new exhibition opening...