School picture day

Jim was standing in the hall waiting in line for picture day. He'd worn his favorite t-shirt, and his mom made sure his hair was brushed just right for today. He was so nervous that he'd totally spaced on jerking off before school. It wasn't a real big issue, but puberty and the idea of getting an erection right as his picture was taken was eating at the 12-year-old bunnies nerves.

The boy was a pink and black bunny physically fit with his colors split right down the middle only offset by his white chest and stomach that went down to his junk. He looked pretty damn good for a 12-year-old rabbit, and he knew it. But he'd always had poor luck when it came to photo's poor timed sneezes awkward smiles always made him look strange in every year book. 

But this year things would work out for the middle schooler. He just needed to ignore that strange tingling in his pants until after the photo, he could run to the bathroom to jerk off afterward. Can't go up to the camera all blushy after all.

It felt like his heart was beating out of his chest. Boy, he better not let his nerves ruin this for him. His chest was feeling tight now and honestly his pants were starting to feel a little tight as well. What the cub didn't know was he was going through a process many young hypers go through at many different ages. Some it happens to them when they're a bit older and puberty is in full swing, and in some cases it can even show up before puberty.

Clinically, it's known in this world as a hyper growth spurt. They can come on suddenly and rapidly, and sexual interaction during this time is ten times more intensive and may even cause increased growth. It's something most boys and girls are warned about when it comes to the symptoms to make sure things don't go wrong. However, Jim slept through sex education class.

Jim's name being on the later half of the alphabet meant he was always one of the last to come up. By this point, the growing tightness in his pants was making him very nervous. He wasn't erect or anything, was he like sweating enough to tighten his dry-clean only undies or something.

Squirming a bit, the other cubs started to notice how nervous Jim was getting and giggled a little. He had always made the funnest photo's for the year books. His cheeks started to flush, and his once cub sized cock and balls were now looked as if someone shoved a full melon into the boy's pants.

His cock was leaking a little pre, he could tell it was running down his leg lightly. He really wanted to excuse himself to the bathroom to secretly jerk off, but he needed to stay strong for the photo. Balls tighter and tighter in his underpants. Thinking to himself about how he should have just come in commando today, cause all that rubbing was really starting to get the boy going.

His cock swelling and thickening, leaving little to the imagination. His legs crossed a bit as he stepped forward, inching along in line. Certain, he must have had an erection for it to feel so big and tight. At least the camera should take a photo of him chest up so even if he was embarrassed by the erection he'd be good-looking in the photo.

Just a few more folks ahead of him now his whole body felt like it was shivering. His pulse had quickened, and he was starting to sweat. Was he really panicking now, of all times? In reality, his body was preparing for his growth, the transformation to his young form more intense the anything normal puberty could hit someone with. 

Sitting down for the photo, he tried to look serious. Despite the fact he tried to be totally serious with these photos, the principal considered him to be a bit of a prankster with the photo's and this year was no exception. Stuffing his pants like that, what was he trying to pull. Walking over, he looked down at the cub, annoyed. “Now Jim, get that out of your pants and take a serious picture for a change.”

Jim tried to stop the principal, reaching down to stop his hands. The otter, however, thought the boy was being a menace and pushed his hands away. His hand delving down into the cub's pants to pull at whatever was stored inside. Reaching inside, he ran his hands along the cub's shaft, feeling up his cock and balls for a moment before realizing it wasn't a trick at all. The junk in the cub's pants starting to rumble, the cub's heart beat starting to pick up, and a little moan escaped the cub's lips as his shaft started to harden in the principal's grip.

The principal trying to pull his hand out as he realized what was happening. The cock coming with it hard as a rock, lurching forward a few inches at a time at first before snapping up a full foot upwards. Leaving the principal in a state of shock as its mass throbbed in front of him. The cubs balls growing much the same way, the sound of cum sloshing about filling up those orbs filling the room. Pants starting to swell as those balls grew rapidly, the principal looking down the cub's cock slit like he was looking down the barrel of a gun. 

“Crap, we have a runaway growth situation, he needs to cum now or who knows how big he'll get!” The other students looked on with awe and horror as the shaft lurched forward and up another foot now three feet long and about as thick as the rabbit's chest. The principal ran his hands along the length of the cub's shaft from the base of his cock to the tip. Meanwhile, the Picture guy took charge of the situation. The muscular bright pink unicorn man with a semi hyper bulge himself knew what needed to be done. Rushing forward to feel up the cub's large, sagging balls through his shorts. The fabric starting to tare at the seams. The sheer tightness of his clothes were off setting any pleasure the two could fight back with.

Grabbing at the cub's pants, the unicorn man started to pull down. Despite his incredible strength, those balls had overfilled those shorts to such a degree they couldn't just come off like normal. Instead, he had to rip them off, careful not to hurt the boy in his sensitive state, he grabbed at the holes forming in the fabric. With help from the cub's growing balls, he'd manage to rip the cub free from his pants.

Jim let out a relaxed sigh as his balls spilled out free from the confines of the fabric. A pleasured look smeared across his face. Based on the amount of pre, his shirt was already ruined, and they were working on limited time here before the cub got so huge he'd need special assistance to move. Taking every advantage they could get, he stripped the boy totally naked to enhance the pleasure before moving in to make out with the bottom of his balls.

The principal was not resting on the job, though, lapping away at the cub's cock like it was a lollipop. Feeling it expand in his grasp inch by inch. Until it was a whole foot larger than mere moments ago. The boy, not significantly bigger than even the picture guy. Balls spilling out onto the floor as the unicorn worshiped away. Warm fluffy orbs sloshing about prepping what must have been a massive load by this point. Each ball, the size of a small bean bag chair.

The sounds flooded the room and the teachers fought against the waves of curious students. A runaway growth spurt never happened in the school before, at least not for long enough that none of the current students had ever seen one. The teachers thought they'd seen it more than a few times, especially some older teachers. Mrs. Nancy even remembers giving a boob job in her first year of teaching to end a student's run away growth, she doesn't envy the principal knowing the kinds of loads runaway cubs and kick off.

They needed to get the students out of the room to safety. While not in any major danger, if the principal and picture guy failed, they could end up with a small flood on their hands. However, an army of curious students proved themselves far more powerful than the seven or so teachers trying to get them to leave the room with them.

The heat kicking off those balls made the foil light reflectors bend. The sounds of churning cum gunk flooded the halls almost more than the sound of children gossiping about what was happening. The smell, though, that's where things were really dangerous. The smell of hyper sex can act as an aphrodisiac. The entire school could end up breaking out into an all out orgy. Of course, it wasn't like that was something the teachers cared about, as long as it didn't disrupt learning. The real issue is if there are any other cubs with the potential to go hyper, it could cause multiple run away growth effects at once.

Even just looking into the crowds of students, he could see multiple jerking off to the sights and smells. Students blushing hard and even teachers struggling to keep composure. God knows he was hard as hell and wanted to bend over a few students and flood their guts with a few loads of his nut butter. Damn it, he needs to keep a clear head if he wants to solve the problem instead of add to it.

The cub grit his teeth down hard and grunted while the principal slipped the tip of the boy's dick into his maw. Licking all along the tip until those balls grew slightly bigger and the cub's junk started to stabilize. Cum gushing up along that shaft. By the time the principal realized how much the cub had produced, it was far too late. Twenty gallons of heated spunk all at once shot down his throat. Flooding the otter's guts completely. He struggled to drink all of it, but eventually as the next giant shot came up he was pushed back by its sheer force.

Slammed against the wall by the load, the principal looked at the other students to tell them to get out of the way. All he could do was gurgle on the mouthful of cub cum though as Jim lost control of his hyper shaft, and it shot another huge blast out. A wave of silky gunked up cum sludge passing over the other middle schoolers.

Sending the few in front flying back into the ones behind as they fell over, drenched in his spunk. The boy moaned and huffed, taking a full minute until his cock and balls had finally calmed down enough to stop shooting cum loads at dangerous velocity. Given a towel and a change of clothes, he was sent to the nurse's office for the time being.

It's not like the new clothes helped any, his hyper bulge was so tight it left nothing to the imagination. His parents eventually came to pick him up, and the nurse gave them a pamphlet about hyper youth. Thankfully the principal had stopped him before he grew too large, but if it wasn't for the principal, it likely would have settled around the grapefruit bulge size. Still, his sudden size wasn't the biggest issue for him. 

Opening up the year book and seeing himself mid-orgasm, shooting the principal away with a hyper load, was what really ticked him off. Like they couldn't take another photo. At least he wasn't alone this year with the number of cubs coated in spunk for their photos.