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Wishing that he too could have countless sons to love and love him in return. (He loves his ohana, but he can't deny this desires as well)\n\nSo, Rocket generously decided to alter his plans, instead working with Stitch to make both their wildest dreams come true. After all, why settle for just one new species of sexy sons? With Stitch's help, they would ba able to modify the technology to make anyone become a carrier, and Stitch also had a list of potential males for them to collect and add to their gene pool for maximum benefits. (Mainly though, they're both just really into the idea of having a harem of studs to breed and be bred by as they fill the galaxy with their progeny)\n\nBetween the two of them, they were able to build a base and a means to traverse dimensions to collect their targets. (Whom are basically anyone on my list of especially hot characters.) Including Peter Quill, who is going to be happily surprised by what Rocket have in mind for him.\n\nOphire:\n\nHow would a normal Rocket or Stitch start their personal venture in `terraforming'?\n\nRead:\n\nWell, Rocket would probably try to get his greedy little paws on the Infinity Gauntlet. Thus allowing him to do literally anything, so that no one could possibly stop him.\n\nFailing that, he would probably fall back on his technical brilliance, possibly raiding Halfworld for more information on how he was made, potentially eating his former tormentors in the process. (And fueling his body for the changes he plans to make on himself.)\n\nOnce he had the information he needed, he would likely set up or take over a base of operations. Maybe a fortress belonging to a crime lord (Again, eating everyone of questionable morality in order to get the biomass he needs) and claiming it as his own and modifying it to suit his requirements. Once that was done, he'd probably call his boyfriends over for a weekend of fun, possibly telling them his ultimate plans, possibly not. Once Groot, Peter Quill and Blackjack O'Hare arrive, they would be stunned by the changes in his figure; particularly his massive ass and huge tanuki balls. They are all used to marathon sex with him even before his enhancements, so it doesn't take much encouragement to tear their clothes off and get to fucking.\n\nThey would likely all take turns screwing. With Groot mainly providing the tentacle action, and Rocket being the focus of all three of their efforts as they fucked him, got fucked by him, and generally loved and cuddled him until they had to take breaks to refuel. Now, either they knew what he was planning or they know now, because their stomachs are beginning to swell up and they observe a proud Rocket rubbing his hugely distended gut, easily supported by his massive thighs and ass, and gloating about how much he's going to enjoy having their kids and watching them have his.\n\nOf course, Rocket's appetite is not easily sated.\n\nAfter, maybe a month of silence, a distress beacon goes off, alerting the Guardians of the Galaxy and the Black Bunny Brigade about the whereabouts of their missing comrades, and they head down to the planet and get ambushed by Rocket's many new children, who are eager to introduce the handsome Guardians and the cute Bunny Brigade to the pleasures that their father had taught them.\n\nNaturally, such a huge gathering of important heroes and mercenaries attracts Skrull, and Kree, and other unsavory types to try and attack them, but those unfortunate souls are only captured and used to fuel Rocket's more literal appetite.\n\nAs for Stitch...\n\nStitch's sexual awakening comes at the cost of many sore hips from his cousins as he rides them hard. His cute tush and fat balls having plumped out as his heat hit him like a truck. \n\nHuman surfers, attractive alien cousins, phallic shaped rocks. All of them are fair game for a deadly genetic experiment whose ass is as insatiable as his. \n\nFinally, the rest of his family puts their foot down and demands he find a way to get himself under control before he ends up swallowing someone with his ass. (He keeps the shameful secret that he actually has eaten several people. Not only with his ass, but also with his sheath after they started harassing Nani at work. Digesting the eight big men was the reason his body suddenly got bigger, and also the reason his sexual hunger awoke)\n\nJumba suggests that he just needs to get it out of his system, and gives him the address of a gay alien colony. Surely the countless cocks of a thousand different species can finally tame his libido! Eager for a solution, Stitch accepts and blasts off towards his destination, sitting on an obscenely powerful vibrating dildo the entire time. When he arrives, he's utterly destroyed the vibrator with just his clenching ass, and is happily welcomed by the friendly natives. When he expresses his desperate need, they are more than obliging. Lining up some of the biggest and most powerful tops in the colony to service his big blue butt. To Stitch's immense relief, they are able to sate him with their huge dicks and expert experience, until he can start thinking clearly again. Once he's coherent, the homosexual colonists take good care of him and treat him like a beloved little brother. He soon fits right in with his new friends, and even makes video calls back to Earth to stay in touch with his family. Reassuring them that he's doing much better.\n\nWith dicks as big as his entire body, and the hips that could fuck through concrete, his new friends are able to keep him sated for long periods of time. Long enough for him to discover that their colony is being treated like a joke by the galaxy at large. After all, how can a colony thrive when there are no breeding pairs? (There are of course trans aliens, but it is unfair to put all the burden of repopulating on them.) \n\nThe colonists are exploring other possibilities, but they are mostly just content to be a place of refuge for aliens whose culture rejects homosexuals. Relying on an influx of new colonists to replenish their numbers. \n\nStitch, however, finds this unacceptable, and wishes to help his new friends. Putting his greater-than-a-super-computer brain to the task, with the various ways the colonists are trying to solve the repopulation problem, he fixates on the idea that it is possible to breed males with other males. \n\nSoon he has modified his body to make this miracle possible, using alien biochemistry and the countless sperm samples he is given. The next time his many top friends come to fuck him, they impregnate him with a legion of little blue breeders.\n\nWhile very surprised, the colonists are also happy to have so many slutty new members, and eagerly embrace the new status quo of satisfying the sexual hunger of the many cute little Stitches; who roll or crawl around searching for more dicks to sit on and knock themselves up with. Birthing more and more new blue babies who want nothing less than every colorful cock they can find.\n\nNaturally, when homophobic aliens land to try and harass the colonists, they're quickly brought before the their new 'leader'. Introduced to what seems to be a huge blue blob that immediately sits on them to absorb their bodies into his eternally hungry hole to grow bigger and increase his capacity for more children. \n\nStitch is so deliriously happy that he's already thinking of ways to send his children home to Earth to share the joy.\n\nChapter 2: The Actual `Story'\n\nIt was the claws on his hips that woke him up. \n\nSure, he was being fucked pretty hard. Every so often his lover would grunt and thrust especially hard and guuuuuush around inside his guts with a spurts of sperm into his ass. But that had been going on since before he fell asleep. So it was really the light scratch that made him stir awake. \n\nHe could feel the clawed hand on his shoulders, the other on his hips, and what felt like a pair of feet on his legs. With a yawn, a stretching, and trying not to disturb his passenger, he smiled over his shoulder at the cute little creature. \n\n\"Ya havin fun there mate?\" Aster asked. Resting his head on his folded arms as he felt that dick drive deeper in his pussy as he slowly swayed his wide hips. \n\nThe hybrid on his back growled lustfully, which sounded cuter than intimidating because of his young age. He somewhat resembled a bipedal raccoon, but the black markings of his body were dark blue, and his eyes were entirely black. Oh, and of course he had two sets of arms for a total of six limbs. \n\n\"So big! So soft!\" The creature cried out, thrusting hard into the large rabbit?s cunt. \n\nHe was right of course, E. Aster Bunnymund had impossibly soft, fluffy fur that always smelled like candy and flowers. He would often find the many hybrids just sniffing him blissfully before they inevitably noticed his massive ass, the wide and child-bearing hips supporting the candy-fattened cakes topped by his cute, fluffy tail. \n\nAster could already feel the many eggs in his guts were getting crowded, and he would eventually have to shoo away this cute little critter so he could start laying another huge pile of colorful eggs filled with more hybrids eager to hatch and begin their own hunt for cocks and asses to play with; but for now, he was content to just enjoy the steady pounding into the morning.\n\n\"More...! More, daddy!\" The Raccoon boy gasped, the nanotech tattoos under his fur lighting up with his excitement as he bounced in the young human?s lap. \n\nThe human responded with a soft but determined grunt as he helped the raccoon move up and down, that cute furry ass repeatedly landing on the human?s oversized balls. The young Raccoon whined as his tail lashed, impatient to get knocked up and have lots of cute cubs of his own; he had been fucking his brothers all day, and left them with swollen stomachs that were already turning into sexy cubs for them to play with, and yet his own stomach remained as flat and empty as ever. Thankfully, he?d found one of the more fertile Fathers, a human with wonderfully big balls and a fat taint filled with sperm, and after asking him nicely the human had agreed to knock him up. \n\nLeaning forward, the Raccoon rested his paws on the human?s bare shoulders, letting his hips be guided up and down as the human began to thrust upward, making those gigantic balls gurgle and slosh as he moved his own wide hips to please the Raccoon and sate his desire. \n\nFinally, the human had been stimulated enough, and the Raccoon clung to him tightly as they both lost themselves in the bliss of a mutual orgasm, the Raccoon cub barely coherent enough to notice his stomach swelling up, bloating with cum as gallons of the stuff was pumped into him. His eyes rolled back in his head as he imagined all the fun he was going to have with his new sons, and he gratefully kissed the human Father for his gift, as the human?s soft lips met his own and he continued to pump the fluffy brown butt up and down to completely milk the cock until the Raccoon's wobbling gut rested in his lap and the two of them sighed contentedly. \n\n\"They?re gonna be so beautiful...\" The human assured him, petting his swollen stomach. \n\n\"Thank you, daddy...\" The Raccoon said gratefully, and then looked shy. \"...I hope they have your eyes and your balls.\" \n\nIn response to that, Takato just blushed.\n\n\"Guys, come on...! Settle down!\" Kanji pleaded, to no avail. \n\nHis Persona powers and huge muscles were of little use against foes too cute to fight, so he was forced to simply lay back as the little blue creatures swarmed over him greedily. It seemed that no matter where he looked, a pair of fat blue balls or a fat blue ass was being waved at him, which just made his immense dick throb even more, while the creatures eagerly pawed at it, licking it with their long tongues, or rubbed their rumps against it playfully. Kanji?s big pectorals were just bigger targets as far as the dark-eyed hybrids were concerned, as they squeezed his heavy pecs and sucked hungrily at his nipples, harmlessly gnawing and licking until he couldn?t take it anymore and gushed pec milk into their hungry mouths. Others were kissing his big pectorals or rubbing his shoulders admiringly, while it seemed far too many of them just wanted to sit on his blushing face or tea-bag him with their fat fuzzy balls. \n\nHe was pretty sure that someone was rubbing his butt against Kanji?s six-pack, not that he could see anything, but most of them were trying to get him to shoot his load on them or in them, and they were having plenty of success as he shouted into the latest furry butt as his dick unleashed another geyser of sperm onto the waiting creatures. Kanji squirmed uselessly, wishing they weren?t all so soft and fuzzy as well as sexy, whimpering when he felt one of the hybrids rub his soft, fluffy tail against Kanji?s bare skin and get him close to climax already. \n\n\"Bad babies!\" He snapped without much conviction, as a team of them worked together to lift his legs and expose his muscular ass to their lustful attentions. He wished he wasn?t so full of cum, but it was useless to pretend that he wasn?t loving this endless parade of alien dicks that were so eager to fuck him, to fill him up completely with their seed and get him pregnant yet again. To his ongoing humiliation, he soon felt their little paws and hot tongues exploring his fat pussy, which was very bad at keeping things out at the best of times. \n\nTo make things worse, his adoring fans seemed to be getting very excited about something, and he could hear their chatter getting more animated, and their rubbing more insistent as they rubbed their cute, fat butts against him, and then Kanji bleakly realized what was going on a moment before it happened: They began giving birth. His body was quickly being covered in slimy birthing fluids and cum, as well as squirming newborn hybrids who were just as eager as their parents to start exploring and enjoying Kanji?s body, but the human himself was entirely distracted by the multiple asses that had given birth directly on his face, making him shout indignantly as he tried and failed to turn his head away. \n\nDespite his best efforts, he soon found himself kissing a newborn cub that wanted to convey his love for his father as romantically as possible before he started humping his face. As Kanji was kissed by the eager but inexperienced cub, he grudgingly reflected that losing could be fun.\n\nPeter Quill had just finished a huge birthing, and he was enjoying his cleared mind and restored mobility as he went for a walk, a blue alien and a raccoon cub in his arms, both peacefully suckling on his nipples as he tenderly supported them. He had to admit, Rocket and Stitch had certainly outdone themselves when they had built this place: It was a completely controlled environment that stayed at the perfect temperature, food was readily available from dick-shaped dispensers, and the dim light suited the hybrids? sensitive eyes and made for an intimate atmosphere. Screens that he passed by were filled with data for the growing genius cubs to learn, and live-streams of the debauchery going on elsewhere for when they got bored, and inquisitive eyes peered out of the countless smaller tunnels as the naked human carrying two dozing hybrids passed by, their gaze tracking his jiggling ass until he was out of sight before they began to playfully grope each other. \n\nReally, the human didn?t have a destination in mind, but his feet lead him right to the source of his musings as he approached the central chamber, the swarms of furry hybrids rolling, scurrying or sprinting past him on their journey to spread out and spread their legs for more fathers to fill them up with more babies. The human/Celestial hybrid strolled inside, approaching the two rounded figures, one brown and one blue, as they were pounded in every hole by their lust-crazed offspring. They were reaching the height of their pregnancy cycle, and being filled up with as many babies and as much cum as possible fore they started birthing even more sexy cubs to spread their genes across the stars. In the beginning, they had been much more systematic about this, making sure that they got seeded by hybrids who were as far removed from then genetically as possible, to make for the best hybrids and prevent inbreeding. \n\nAfter a few pregnancy and birthing cycles, however, they declared that there was no longer any danger of that and that anyone could breed with anyone they wanted. (Peter suspected this had less to do with the success of the breeding program and more that they simply couldn?t stand being forced to wait and choose so carefully, and they would have taken any excuse to get breeded by the children they had just birthed) \n\nNow they were both currently huge, their moans muffled by the dicks stuffed in their maws as their children frantically humped their faces, many of them having their first official orgasm in their fathers? mouths. Fat, wobbling cakes bounced as the adorable cubs fucked them frantically, and every time someone was finished he was quickly replaced by another eager cock. Peter was trying not to feel jealous as his boyfriend and his armada of incestuous lovers created another generation inside of him, but the human couldn?t help but feel a little neglected. Rocket and Stitch had worked so hard on this, and he wanted to support them as best he could (He winced slightly when the blue cub suckling on him began to bite a little harder) but Rocket spent so much time in perfect breeding bliss that he and Peter didn?t spend as much time together. Of course, their new hobby was a lot of fun, and yet Peter missed Rocket?s attention and affection. \n\nHe was jerked out of his reverie when a large paw suddenly grabbed him, making the two cubs he?d been holding slide gently to the ground, already napping with their bellies full of human pec-milk, and Peter was yanked forward, and found his face being pressed against one of Rocket?s dark nipples. It smelled so strong, both Rocket?s musk and the milk that was waiting to be unleashed, and as Peter was pressed against Rocket?s fur he could also smell the countless cum-stains of the recent past. He was surprised, unsure why Rocket was doing this, but the paw held him possessively against the nipple until he opened his mouth and began to drink, and the grip slightly relaxed.\n\nPeter couldn't see past the curvature of Rocket?s body to his face, but it seemed like he hadn?t slowed down on anything else, he had just suddenly grabbed Peter for no obvious reason. And then Peter suddenly realized that even in the depths of his hormone-addled state, Rocket had noticed Peter and tried to give him some personal attention. Peter felt warm all over, and not just because he was drinking his boyfriend?s potent milk; Rocket still thought of him as special, and nothing would change that. Peter embraced his big boyfriend as much as he could and drank gratefully, already looking forward to helping with the next generation Rocket was about to birth.\n\nOphire:\n\nWhile the intimate romantic scene that unfolded within the main hall, several thousands of sons watched on their learning computers while nursing on their own dick beverages to enjoy the show while on break from their studies. As plentiful and readily available as sustenance was on their home world, nothing was a rarer treat two enjoy as one's own flesh and sperm; being that there was hardly a waking or sleeping moment where it wasn't in a newborn's hole. If it weren't for documentation, half the planet wouldn't have known of cloths, since it only delayed taking in and pushing out all the bodies and fluids that flowed like the tides with their lifestyle. \n\nSometimes a Kanji rabbit hybrid could be found wandering the tunnels with a piece of cloth covering and supporting their balls off the ground to make for a sexy sway of their girthy hips. But the current fashion trend was using one's kid or brother as the material. Strapping them around or under their sized body parts with leather so that they could constantly breath in and worship their family's roots. \n\nOne such hybrid stood just by the entrance to the head father's temple. Watching in admiration as his brother looked up from the crotch he'd been tied to. Both considering themselves blessed to see this union before in action\n\nHi above the main city of our breeding hero's and their utopia a spacecraft slowed to a stop just below the clouds. Siting in wait as the arriving emissary crew woke. Fox awoke like he did most mornings these days, in the arms of his blue falcon, cum up his ass, and the ship ringing them both out of their privet eternal moment of joy. Fox merely groaned as he snuggled up to his avian companion, whom in turn held tighter for a few precious seconds before they both started to suit up. \n\nA warning of internal oxygen was mentioned, being interrupted by fox asking if the planet was safe to breath. It was, though with a few additional nonpoisonous compounds that Fox didn't have time to hear the jargon for, and gave the go ahead. Not realizing how potent the very air was with musk and male protein.\n\n``Do we honestly have to dress for this occasion? You've seen how these people aren't exactly modest from the records.'' Falco stated reluctantly as he covered his tight red ass and fuzzy sack in their jumpsuit. \n\n``Not if you wanna start riling the locals up with your hot bod'' fox retorted. Both blushing at the thought. It'd been a few weeks since they'd gotten their mission, but thinking of it now made them both stiffer than most days. Must have been morning wood they told themselves. \n\nAbout a year ago, several dozen planets, all seemingly perfectly spaced in location across the galaxy from one another it seemed, had started going quiet. But whenever another trading world or intervening party came into contact, they too went silent. At first it was thought to be a new plague from a terrorist group bent on universal domination, one that few could gain clues about with an unprecedented risk of infection it seemed. That was until a few months ago when two emissaries arrived on the galactic senatorial planet\n\nOne a blue furred humanoid, the other a Turian with Raccoon colored markings on his exoskeleton. Both male, sporting massive proportions no being was thought able to carry with the swaying ease they did. Pecs, rears, guts and groins wrapped in skin tight outfits that revealed all and yet looked strangely elegant on them. Every part of them was a tank of weight it looked, none more than their bellies that looked as if pregnant. Murmurings came from the grand chamber of leaders gathered from across the stars at these beings that stood out from even the most oddly faced aliens. But the guards assured they possessed no dangers and the men proclaimed no ill will as they asked gently to speak of what had transpired to the universe. \n\nThey were given the floor with judgmental eyes, but the two men cared little as they looked at each other with love filled eyes before speaking. And spoke they did. Of a new awakening that had landed on their ``father's'' worlds. Of how they had been given the gift to lose all want and need to fight, struggle, and worry about petty things. \n\nA few men rolled their eyes, though increasingly less so as the two went on. Gesturing while caressing themselves and turning their bodies into sultry poses as they talked. Unaware of the secretive mission of Rockets sneaky kin having gone to the water reservoirs, fucking and digesting the staff, and has since been orgasming their cum and pussy juice into the water supply since. The council growing more at ease as the men continued.\n\nThey spoke of how they spent every day in constant happiness and love. Opening their hearts mouths and assholes to life's purpose. Sex, breeding, and delicious vore when available or wanted. They themselves, despite being full figured adults, were born just yesterday for this occasion. \n\nThe councils was confused and shocked by this, though most were with hard-ons as all the guards were. Wondering when they could get a mouth full of those men's ball sweat. They knew they should have been disturbed along with the few voices that were outraged by such language of homosexual erotic nature, but the duo were only looking more reasonable compared to their grouchy members. \n\nThey spoke of how all men were now capable of birth, and all women simple became bustier men with fatter cunts to kiss. That it was heaven with all their family in bed. Waking up and falling asleep with cubs blowing them throughout. \n\nFinally, they invented everyone in the room or that could hear them to join, as they would be more than welcomed to fuck any one of their liking of all ages, start their own harem of cubs, or take on the challenge of becoming the fattest in any body part. They said this part with hands massaging over gurgling stomachs and moans of anguishing pleasure, until they could bare no more and offered a demonstration of what they had in store for everyone. Both turned to face the other as they dropped to their hands and knees and presented their magnificent asses. The material shredded into tatters as their sizes were only being held back, and jiggled in the air, or flopped to the ground. Both men made out as they pushed their guts down. Their upturned asses gaping wide as cum gushed out like Champaign before the crowning heads emerged forth. Cub after cub popping free and sliding down their inflated taints with each breath. The guards tried to find the will to contain this, but as soon as they strode towards the scene the newborn cubs easily overtook them and loosened their belts to suck their first cocks. A few less hazy senators noticed their comrades jacking off and bolted for the exits. Only to find security waiting there without pants and beckoning them over to get impaled on his rod or start feeding it with the others. When the shaft belched out a few shoes, they ran for the windows. \n\nFinding that more ships from the thought to be lost planets arriving\n\nRead:\n\n\"Go. Faster. Frog!\" Wolf said through clenched teeth, tightly gripping the back of the seat Slippy was sitting in. \n\nThe muscular frog turned around to give him a withering glare, but this Wolf?s attention was elsewhere at the moment. \n\nBehind Wolf, the elderly bunny rabbit called Peppy grunted softly as he slammed his wide hips forward, driving his oversized dick into Wolf?s big, hungry ass. Panther was seated on one of the other nearby seats, his claws digging into the arms of the chair as his legs seemed to hang in the air in front of him, his fat balls lifted up and out of the way as something made his exposed anus flex and widen, the wet, soft lining of his body being probed and penetrated by an invisible force, with he culprit Leon flickering into visibility now and again due to his own excitement. \n\nSlippy himself was getting distracted by his rising erection, and the sounds and smell of sex all around him wasn?t helping. He tried to focus on Fox, think about Falco, focus on how they all needed to meet up and stick together. It helped his anxiety to think about Fox, who had always been his friend, and had always helped him and protected him, from the academy all the way until they were fighting in space against impossible odds. Fox, his nice, handsome, beautiful friend whose ass always seemed just a little too big for his pants, who playfully flirted with Slippy by giving him small kisses and that one time that he?d grinded on him in the dance club, and that other time when they were both feeling lonely and bored and it hadn?t been a joke anymore and Fox had stripped down and sat on Slippy?s dick...! \n\nThe amphibian gritted his teeth and tried to refocus on flying, knowing that if he started touching himself he would lose his concentration entirely, and ROBO wasn?t available to help him. He risked a glance at the tube where the robot was undergoing his upgrades, and wished he hadn?t; even as a fuzzy outline, he could see that huge artificial dick being built and it was making him salivate. When ROBO had learned how severe the sexual urges of his crew were becoming, he?d insisted that he gain the necessary parts and programming needed to sate their desires. Soon he would be in a more organic form with the kind of pleasure-inducing parts needed to fuck his beloved crew back into lucidity.\n\nSlippy couldn?t help but send another glare back at the whimpering Wolf, who?s wide backside still had to stretch to accommodate Peppy?s oversized meat. The youngest member of Star Fox was still irked that Star Wolf had inflicted this on them, by accident or not. If the mercenaries hadn?t crashed their way into the hanger of the Great Fox and emerged naked and struggling to focus on anything except sex long enough to take over the ship, Slippy and Peppy might still be untainted by whatever was going on. Instead, the Star Wolf team had carried the whatever-this-was on their fur and their pheromones, and spread it to the Toad and the Rabbit. Now Peppy?s previously huge dick had reached monstrous proportions while his ass had ballooned out to be nearly as wide as Wolf?s own, and Slippy?s thick muscles had only grown bigger, with his dick and balls threatening to grow as well the next time he risked an orgasm. \n\nThe Star Wolf team had attempted to take control of the ship, since it was the largest and fastest one they could reach, and they wanted to run as far away from this star system as they could go. When Wolf had finally given up on threatening them (He?d actually been pointing a gun at Slippy?s head until the constant arguing and scolding made him give up and toss it away) he explained that he, Panther and Leon were the last survivors of an attack on a mercenary depot. The sexually crazed hybrids had surrounded their hide-out and burst in, determined to fill their bodies with every last dangerous merc, cut-throat and bounty hunter they could find, and both weapons and attacks seemed to only arouse them further. Team Star Wolf had survived because they were adaptable, with Leon using his tongue to give one hybrid an incredible rim-job, Panther had managed to pacify his would be predator by giving him an amazing hand-job, and Wolf had power-bottomed for his life. While this kept them alive long enough to escape, it also exposed them to the sexual fluids of the invaders, and was already making their bodies swell and grow, as well as giving them powerful urges that were so hard to deny. \n\nThey had learned that most of their contacts were either eaten or converted into fuck-toys, and Wolf hit on the desperate plan to flee to the relative safety of the Star Fox team. After all, Fox had survived everything that the galaxy could throw at him, so the safest place was probably at his side. So they would either take over the Great Fox and get the perfect escape ship and a powerful hostage, or be captured and kept safe in their brig. Not the best plan, but the best they could think of under desperate circumstances while also being crazed with lust. \n\n(Wolf could not yet admit that it was also due to his crush on Fox, as his changing body urged him to get knocked up by his rival and give birth to all of his cute, sexy little cubs. Not only was this a humiliating desire, but like Slippy, he was trying to respect Fox?s relationship with Falco and not intrude on their happiness) \n\nWhile they were unimpressed by Star Wolf?s terrible plan, Peppy and Slippy had agreed that they needed to get this information to Fox and let him decide on a course of action. Would they flee the galaxy? Stay and fight? Or, as their rising hormones urged them, succumb to this new way of life?\n\nOphire:\n\nFox shook his head out of his day dreaming over the recordings he'd seen. Most news channels had tuned into the event before realizing it had been a ploy to get as many people to hear the sexual breeder's call before the senate floor turned into a gushing den of debauchery and impossible incest. So many world leaders were stripped naked and turned into baby making machines. Body parts inflated to the point of immobile and unable to do anything but sink to the bottom of what was by now the center of the planet's sex pit. At least, for those that weren't turned into meals. \n\nGeneral Pepper had luckily been stationed on the other side of the planet. Issuing an immediate retreat and establishing a wall between the relentless horny hybrids advances. Try as they might though, the airwaves were constantly flooded with feeds promising a heaven for all, along with constant live content showing the orgies the hybrids had transformed the landscape into. Webcams of human bunny children showing off their hot naked bodies and stuffing their own baby brothers down their cocks. playing with their squirming balls as they moaned in pleasure from the sensations. Movies, tv shows, and all sorts of more advanced content involving what would be considered standard entertainment, if it weren't for all romantic interests being related, everyone having massive dongs and butts, and treating sex and randomly having newborns pop out of them as common as breathing. \n\nAs hard as it might have been to believe, there were many that found the offer more than just tempting. Folks were tired of their nowhere lives, without direction, and full of hardship. So it might have not been too much of a great surprise to find the leading military force was holding off both from those wanting to get out, and those asking if they could abandon everything to join.\n\nTime was running sort, and it wouldn't be long before the strains of the situation broke into an unstoppable course. Luckily, a few of the stronger willed men able to stomach watching a hybrid fill a pool with what became semen, was told of their home world. It wasn't much, but perhaps it would be the key to saving the day and preventing a war of brothers against perverted brothers if they could make contact. Find out a weak point, or perhaps at best negotiate a cease of advancement on their part. Anything that would prevent the potential loss of life as it was. However restrained and unappealing it was to live by. Fox quickest at that last part. \n\n``I think underwear might actually be enough after all''\n\n``Really?'' Falco smiled. Though a bit surprised by Fox actually admitting he was right. \n\n`` yeah. I think it might actually help make negotiating with these guys easier.'' Fox grinned while mindlessly petting his own soft tummy which apparently had quite a good meal from last night romp. ``Besides, that means I get to keep seeing your cute birdy bod walking around handsome'' fox said sweetly before kissing his boyfriend on the beak. Falco was often brash and had a history of an ill temper, but ever since admitting their deeper feelings to one another, it had been blossoming into a more relaxed and cheeky coupling whenever they were alone together\n\nFox sauntered his way out and down the corridor to the bridge in nothing but his soft red jockstrap that carried his still stiff rod like a lanced sword on his waist. His sculpted ass cheeks bouncy freely in the open with a bit of Lovers spunk still caked on. It normally wouldn't be his first Choice in greeting attire, but in Fox's mind it would definitely make for a warmer greeting. Though, perhaps a larger fresh second glazing on his buns might be better. And a few cum shots on his bare chest would be seen as their Medal of Honor. \n\n``Wait up hun!'' Falco hollered as hoped up struggling with his banana hammock. His navel high penis looking amazing in its outfit as those balls strained to stay in the nylon bulge. ``Don't wanna miss out on an open cop-a-feel chance like this'' the avian snickered as he saddled up close to his fox and smacked a handful of tan fur in his winged palm. The plump ass cheeks rippling beautifully from the contact, and easily being pinched and squeezed like thinly wrapped pudding.\n\n``Mmmffff~ Damn babe. You've been eating right. Might have to eat you out as soon as this meeting wraps up.'' \n\n`` I'm sure they'd love us if you did it during.'' The blue bird chuckled. Though the wet fabric loved the idea. \n\n``Yeah. It's so weird how these hybrids operate. Don't know how they even can function.'' Falco was about to say something else with his wondering thoughts, which had been great for him when he finally admitted his issues of feeling ignored with Fox. Letting him speak aloud more freely and not worry about being bound by rank to talk to what turned out to be a patient ear. But he stopped thinking so loose when they made it to the bridge doors. \n\n``I feel a but was in there'' Fox eyed him hopefully. Not wanting his bird to shut down on him\n\n``But... well... Hehe. Damn.'' Falco sighed and shrugged his shoulders'' we've never been more open about ourselves, you know? It's not like we can be like this with Pepper on our asses. Meanwhile, these hybrids are having the time of their lives being as openly gay and happy about it in front of the whole world. Can you imagine what it'd be like if we just let ourselves stop resisting and lived like this forever!?'' Falco fervently stated gesturing to them both. Fox just held him close, tucking his nose under the others chin.\n\n''I know Falco. But we can't just live life that easy. We have to think professionally. And work to compromise till things naturally go our way so we can maybe someday have a family'' \n\nFalco held tight. Bring both arms around as they took each other in. \n\n`` I want that family... I... I love you Fox.'' The bashful blue shook a little at that. Pausing still as he waited for a response to admitting it outright. \n\n``I love you Falco.'' Fox said clearly and concise. Being sure there was no doubt to be read into. \n\nFalco brought his arms up and openly kissed his lover. Pushing his tongue out and in and around with want. Fox pushed deeper and started fronting their bulges together. Their fat hotdogs rubbing sensually into a frothy pre soaked mix. Dripping on the floor as their bodies accelerated their changes. Their asses ballooning into pillows. Sacks dropping and filling into beanbags, anuses engorging massively that they pushed even their fat butt cheeks apart, and their cocks snaking down their packages as they were near to burst with hip wide taints. It felt so right to be so full. Unfortunately, one of their cramped figured opened the door, and the pair stubbles in to compose themselves. \n\n``Well, um. Guess we get to it then.'' Fox said with a cough to regained outward composer. \n\nThey both steadied themselves, to caught up in the moment and what they should be doing to look at the other, or themselves to notice how improved they were. Fox especially with his 9 month pregnancy in full sloshing swing as he sat in the captain's chair to receive while Falco kept watch and found a signal to call up the leader. Fox couldn't sit right though. No matter how he leaned, it just didn't feel right to sit like this. Like it was both to spacious and yet his ass couldn't breathe. It'd been better if he were sitting on Falcos dick or face. It might have even been a good idea to lift up his legs and pull his pucker open and really showcase his fat slutty pussy to their new friends. His cunt was already drooling at the thought. After all, what was a better greeting than presenting one's own hungry pussy lips begging to be filled by another man. Licking those plush pink mounds of anal flesh clean before shoving their head inside. Fox needed to spread his butt in the air so badly before it drowned in its fluids. His stomach was starting to shake slightly. And deep down it didn't feel like any tums would help. But caressing that fat belly felt incredibly soothing. \n\nThat's when a signal came through.\n\nRead:\n\nAt first, it looked as though the camera had not activated. They were hearing wet noises and what sounded like a muffled male voice trying to talk, before the camera?s veiwer adjusted to the light and showed them a truly obscene scene: A mass of raccoon hybrids were all touching, grinding, humping, sucking and generally touching each other in a sea of tightly packed bodies, all of which was mostly obscured by the thick fluid they were swimming in and illuminated by the camera and their own collection of circuit themed, glowing tattoos all over their bodies. One of the curious masked faces noticed the camera, and clever little hands reached for it to pull it close so the cute little creature could stare at it intently and turn in around, already deducing how it worked and what could be done about it before the creature turned around and gave the camera an excellent view of his pert little ass before it was shoved between the camera between his nicely shaped cheeks. They got a detailed look at his twitching anus before the camera was pushed in further and deeper, and just when it looked like it would vanish into his ass completely, the view suddenly pulled back and the screen got brighter until the camera emerged from the gasping raccoon cub, who watched it continue to be pulled from the dark chamber. It was pulled out further and further, into a much tighter space until it emerged from there, revealing a much fatter pair of plump blue cheeks and a stubby little wagging tail above them. A pair of clawed hands tried to stop the camera from being withdrawn further, but it was relentlessly pulled out, the widening perspective allowing Fox and Falco to see a mass of more blue-furred creatures, shorter than the raccoons from before and with four arms and two legs, all of them in a writhing orgy like before, with one of them sporting the biggest stomach that had clearly held the incestuous orgy of raccoons. \n\nThe camera continued to be withdrawn, pulled back further and further until the space closed in around it again, and the camera emerged from yet another ass, and this time into the open air. The cheeks they slipped out from between made a light farting noise as the trapped air escaped, and they got a glimpse of the creature they?d been inside: Some sort of smallish, lanky rodent with blue fur and what seemed to be bags under his eyes as he cheeped and chirred above a stomach that massively dwarfed the rest of his body. \n\nThe hand that had pulled them free belonged to a larger, older Raccoon with a blue uniform shirt and an irritated expression on his face. He shook the camera clean of the worst of the thick fluid that had coated it during its journey, and then peered into the lens. \n\n\"What the hell? How did this get inside of you? And why is it on?\"\n\nHe glanced over to the side, where Fox and Falco couldn?t see, but the Raccoon could see that a young blue alien with a pair of bunny ears and a raccoon tail was idly masturbating his dick as his oversized balls writhed underneath him, and a pair of wiggling legs vanished up his fat blue butt. The Raccoon rolled his eyes, knowing the fate of the hybrid who had been in charge of communications. \n\n\"Hang on, let me turn the screen on...\" He fiddled with the controls, and soon one of the many screens in the area showed Fox and Falco on the bridge of their modest ship, looking at him as they experienced the beginning the symptoms of the tainted air on his planet. \n\n\"...Who the hell are you assholes? What are you doing here?\" He asked, bristling at the idea of strangers being so close to his family.\n\nOphire:\n\nFox appeared methodical and stern with his posture straightened and brows firm. Keeping himself professional against such an aggressive adversary, while he internal was thankful his midsection was pushing his cumming dick into his fat balls. It was the most mind-blowing thing they'd both just witnessed. Worlds within worlds of unborn and born swimming and smooshed tight to one another as they all loved the fat fur they were pushed into. It made Fox think of how many people and planets he'd saved, how often they'd asked if there was anything they could do as thanks, and how he'd missed so many chances to ask,\n\n'' Can you bring me all your youngest baby boys so I can suck their cocks and fuck them?''. Fox would have to ask Falco later if he had any family with some boys they could blow together. His avian lover was perfect, but it would be quite a romantic dinner sharing in his families creation batter. That's what cum was after all. It created them, fed them, turned them on for more. \n\nNo. He couldn't think like that. He had to stay strong for the people counting on him to save their restrictive prejudices. \n\n``This is Fox McCloud of The Joint Galactic Government. An armada of your people have been seizing protected territory and infecting the inhabitants with mind and body alterations.''\n\nSeveral bulges appeared on the other side of Fox belly. Kicking and writhing for a moment, and causing their daddy to bite is lip to try and not moan in unbridled pleasure from the stimulation. It was like his insides were being caressed and fucked. But Fox swallowed his wants. \n\n``We've come to ask that cease these advances and help prevent this plague before the matter gets out of control. I think we'd all prefer avoiding having any dangerous conflict for either of our people's sake''\n\nRead:\n\n\"Hey hey hey! Keep it down!\" Rocket snapped, glancing around as he planted his generous ass on the floor. Despite losing most of his excess weight after the birthings, it had still gained tremendous width and mass, and the big cakes had many folds of fat once he sat down and rested their weight on the ground, his long, glossy tail lashing above them. He was in one of his ?empty? phases, and had been trying to find that cute human with the goggles for some fun when he?d noticed the communications array was activated. Now he checked for anyone besides Radarr, the creature who was largely distracted by his own pregnancy at the moment. \n\n\"Look, my boyfriend and my best buddy don?t know about the whole ?invasion? thing.\" Rocket explained, lifting his adorable paws and making air-quote at the word \"invasion\". He glanced around again, worried that he would see Peter Quill or Stitch waddling by at the worst moment. \n\n\"I told them that our kids would be colonizing uninhabited planets.\" Which was technically true, since their offspring could breed and feed their way through an entire planet?s population in a short time, depleting it of its original inhabitants and filing it beyond capacity and forcing them to blast off and repeat the process all over again. \n\n\"So I?d appreciate if you could keep your mouth shut and we?ll sort this out, okay?\"\n\nOphire:\n\nFox tried not to roll his eyes at the word twister. \n\n``As... `noble' a cause as that is, your kids seem to have gotten it in their heads that they could take over the whole universe, and have upset pretty much every world power with their antics.'' Fox signaled Falco to show the masked rodent a few highlights of the governing planet take over. Greedy world leaders and other political business men being reduced to fuck toys for the smallest cubs, or into heathy body weight.'' Currently, martial law is trying to secure this from descending any further, but were certain these offspring of you won't stop till living being is in your family.'' \n\nFalco let out a soft moan at the last part. He was lucky off-screen where he could freely analyze read outs of the planet and the hotness these folks lived by. It made his nipples tingle. He couldn't help rubbing his areolas and pinching them fatter. Every squeeze seemed to inflate his heaving chest. There were so many beautiful cubs down there. So many sexy boys that were hungry for their daddy's man milk. The blue bird wished he could feed those cute little mouths. He was starting to even lactate and could feel the warm liquid spilling between his fingers. His pec pillows kept expanding. Filling up under his beak, and still overhanging more by the second. Falco could easily grab hold of his nipples and started jacking his chest off like yanking on cow teats. It felt slightly rewarding to shoot out his fresh bird milk, but not as much as having other males suck it out. Or maybe he could suck them in and be so much fuller. If he stuffed enough boys in his breasts, he could have the biggest rack in the galaxy. No one would go hungry again. He could just lounge under tons of his own chest mass while everyone drank from his nipple fountains. The dream was so hot, Falco lifted one of his teats up and started sucking on himself. Using his tongue to finger open the nipple wider and push inside. Fox Meanwell continued on, not realizing the scene happening. \n\n``Is there any way you know of that can reverse or stop this hyper breeding ability. Do you still have control of your hybrids? Perhaps at least get them to stop for the time being so we could work this out without a ticking clock in people's pants?''\n\nRead:\n\nRocket folded his arms and scowled, looking away from the screens as his ears twitched to reflect his conflicted state of mind. \n\n\"Okay... so maybe they?re getting a little rowdy.\" He admitted reluctantly. Of course, the only reason he could think about this objectively was because he was on the downswing of his breeding cycle. When he started to get filled up with cubs again, he would only be aroused by these scenes and probably just cum all over the camera before turning around and sitting on it, birthing on top of it to cover their view in horny cubs fucking. \n\nFor now, he rubbed the back of his neck and tried to think of a potential solution. \n\n\"...I can?t stop the breeding from happening, that?s part of their whole purpose. You know, to feel as good as possible and indulge in every pleasure imaginable and some that you never would have thought to have. But there might be something I can do. I can broadcast an audio trigger that will make them all breed even more, except that it will focus all their attention and energy on making more cubs. That means they can?t eat, fuck or pilot a spaceship to look for more mates and prey, which gives you time to evacuate or whatever. After they finish shitting out that many kids, I can talk to ?em and tell them to chill out and go easy on you all, okay? Only volunteers, or their own kids from now on, and invading actually uninhabited planets. That?s about as good as you?re gonna get.\" He sat back and reached down to his crotch, starting to feel up his fat sheathe and heavy balls, feeling his hormones starting to surge again as the breeding urge rose within him, especially thinking about the legendary orgy of underage incest that was going to commence. \n\nWhere the hell was that goggle-wearing human...?\n\nHe shook his head, and looked at Fox McCloud. \n\n\"And I ain?t exactly lucid most of the time, so this is probably as good as I?m gonna get too. The more I do this, the more addicted I get, until I get lost in a state of perpetual fucking pleasure forever. I?m gonna record the message for my kids and set everything up before I go and get myself knocked up again. In the meantime, you might wanna get yourself set up somewhere comfier... Looks like you?re about to pop out a few sexy cubs of your own.\"\n\nOphire:\n\nFox valiantly tried to stay strong, but between his fidgety ears and dozens of unborn cocks pushing out of him, it was hard to... wait. \n\n``What?'' Fox finally narrowed his heightened senses from his libido sensitive state on himself. Realizing he was fat as hell with cubs!!! \n\n``Oh. Oh wow.'' The male had been shocked at the sight of it at first, knowing that this was a devastating sign on his own infection, and that he was most certainly doomed to a life as a birthing sex addict from what the raccoon explained. He might not even be allowed to return home if this got out. All his plans in life to be the greatest star captain would be ruined... but, as he felt around the turning white furred belly, several hands grabbed at his, along with a dozen genitals. He... was pregnant. With his and Falco's kids. The thought of being a father seemed so complicated as a gay couple. It would've been years before going through with something like insemination.\n\nBut they were right here inside him now\n\nAnd it felt so gooooooood. \n\n``Mmmmmffff, yeah. I think your right.'' Fox said grinning as he made up his mind.'' Guess I'll make a perfect liaison between our two groups. Shame my command can't see things your way. But perhaps they'll come around in time.'' \n\nFox added with a wet birthing fluid fart as the babies started to push on his back door. He decided there was no long a need for formalities now that their business was dealt with, and lifted his feet onto the hand rests so he could present his fat anus as it yawned open while he played with his own dick. Keeping his head just above his mound while he spoke.\n\n'' Thank you for your cooperation in this matter. You wouldn't happen to-oh god yes! Fuck. Right there my baby boys... y-y-you wouldn't happen to mind if we landed on your planet for a bit while we adjust to things?'' Fox never realized it before, but he knew he wanted to be a parent with Falco the moment he knew he truly loved the bird. And now? They'd be connected forever. And with such big cocked sons no less.\n\n'' God, I can't wait to suck these kids off. I don't know how you handle feeling this turned on so much'' Fox's pussy juice started flowing freely as he said this.\n\n...\n\nTakato had just finished teaching his afternoon drawing class to the latest lot of Peter and Rockets kids. But it was good practice for them to learn body types from the different forms of hyper and pregnancy they had to work with. Takato made sure to keep up verity when he fucked them all himself so they'd get as fat as possible on stage. His methods definitely left a room crowed, but that just made lunch easier for everyone. Takato's balls were still working off their meal. Apparently one of those darlings birthed while he was in there. Which reminded him. ``Where is Rocket? I've been wanting to feel more of those fluffy tails sliding out of me. Feels like magic against the taint. Know what I mean?'' The human asked the moaning souls in his sack. Though they seemed too preoccupied to listen.\n\nRead:\n\nRocket chuckled, openly groping his growing dick as he enjoyed Fox?s lewd and noisy birthing. His dick was coming out of his plump sheath and the wet noises as it emerged from its home were drowned out by Rocket?s muttering as he tweaked his thick nipples, rocking back on his wide hips that made his massive ass flatten out even more. \n\n\"Yeah, that?s it... you?re a good daddy already, aren?t ya? Just pushing them out of your cunt as hard as you took that dick that made them. You know how to love ?em, those sexy little cubs of yours. Made from sex, born from sex, made FOR sex... You?re gonna suck on every cock, aren?t ya? First thing they?ll ever know is how much daddy loves ?em, and loves to make ?em feel good. Look at those cute little sluts, they?ve already got the right idea.\" \n\nOne of the small ones closely resembled Falco, though he had a wagging fox tail above an ass that seemed double the size of the father bird?s own butt, and he wasted no time in putting his powerful hips to work as he chirped and cheeped, flapping his little wings as he pounced on one of his brothers and started to rub his dick against the little cub?s soft, wet fur. This child resembled a sort of griffin, more foxlike with a predatory bird?s beak, who looked innocently confused by the attentions of his brother at first before he realized what was going on and shifted his little body so that his raging erection was rubbing against the bird-hybrid?s own, the two of them quickly frothing like crazy as they lacked the instructions from their daddies that better and more fertile uses for their big cocks awaited them.\n\n\"Alright, I gotta set things up. You kids have fun...\" Rocket turned off the video feed, already huffing softly as he forced himself to lean forward, grateful for the current lack of tummy as he opened his mouth wide and engulfed his own dick, sucking himself off as he was forced to stretch his jaw wide in order to fit his own girthy erection within, curling into a ball as he grabbed hold of his own thighs to hold himself in place before he adjusted his grip and freed one of his hands. Curling it into a fist, he plunged it into his already wet and waiting cunt, grunting in a muffled voice as he violently fisted his own pussy and sucked himself off, his fat balls contracting before his eruption, shooting a geyser of fresh cum down his open throat as he drank deep of his own supply of cream before he began to relax and unfold. \n\nStretching and popping his back, he looked around and sighed. \n\nHonestly, just letting his kids rampage seemed like the most fun option, but that damned conscience of his nagged and growled at him for allowing things to get this far without putting some kind of limiter on their behavior, so he reluctantly rose to his feet, his backside wobbling and bouncing with the sudden motion and only bouncing more with every step. \n\nRocket gently pushed the chair containing his overstuffed offspring out of his way and began to type in the new commands in the communication controls, setting the timer for the Birthing Broadcast and activating the recorder before he cleared his throat and looked at the camera. \n\n\"Hey, kids. It?s daddy. Now look, you?ve all made me a real proud papa, you know that? If I wasn?t so busy pumping out a metric shit-ton of your brothers, I?d tell ya more often. Yer a smart, sexy crew that any dad would be real proud to call his own. Now that yer all flattered, here?s the bad news: Ya gotta calm down. I know, I know, it?s lots of fun to fuck and suck and churn and birth ?em all out like we do, but it ain?t fun for them if they didn?t ask for it. So new rule: No fun with someone who says \"No\". Yeah yeah yeah, I can hear you already, but you know what I hear from all the complaining? I hear a buncha cubs who don?t think they can get someone to say \"Yes\". Now come on, you don?t do nothin? to your brothers that they don?t like, so now you don?t do nothin? to anyone else that they don?t like. Relax, you can convince ?em if you start acting nicer and start flauntin? those sexy bodies of yours. Give ?em a real show and tell ?em how good you?ll make ?em feel, and most of ?em will come around. For those that don?t... leave ?em be. It ain?t nice, it ain?t good and...\" He paused, not sure if he wanted to pull out a cheap and dirty ploy like this, but he wanted the rule to stick.\n\n\"...And it would make yer daddy Peter real disappointed in you. Now go have fun with anyone who asks, and remember: Daddy loves you.\" \n\nAnd that was the final piece he needed to add, and he cut off the recording with a sigh and leaned back. It was downright cheating to use Peter?s name like that, but almost all of his children shared his love for the human/ hybrid, not to mention the many memories most had of the human doting and fussing over them. They?d behave themselves within reason, of that Rocket was certain. He set up the Broadcast and the recording to occur not long from now and happen within a reasonable time frame for when the resulting birthing frenzy died down to the point that they were lucid enough to listen and heed him. With that concluded, he stood up and strolled off, his conscience clear and his mind focused entirely on the very real pleasures he would soon enjoy, leading straight into the countless pleasures for the indefinite future, his wide hips swinging enough to get his ass bouncing hard, one cheeks slapping into the other if he swayed too hard. \n\nIt was good to be the daddy.\n\nRocket sniffed the air, smelling that one human?s potent musky odor, the scent of sweat from a pair of extremely potent balls. Eagerly, he hunted the young human down and soon recognized the area as one of the learning centers of their immense brood. He glanced in one of the rooms and saw that the human named Kanji was trying to teach the hybrids the fine art of crochet, only to be interrupted constantly by the students all worshipping his giant dick, sucking on the edge of it as they wrestled for the honor of sucking on the tip and drinking his delicious cream. \n\nFollowing that alluring scent, Rocket was soon standing in the doorway of the goggle human?s classroom. (To his relief, Takato?s name was helpfully written on the board, saving him the embarrassment of trying to bluff his way around the fact that he couldn?t recall the human?s name.) \n\n\"Well hey there, little boy... is your teacher around?\" Rocket asked him, leaning against the doorframe, jutting his hip out to put his body on more blatant display. His balls hung low, weighted down by his growing needs, while his ass and hips had long outgrown any pants he cared to make, leaving him in just his blue uniform top for nostalgia?s sake. His next lines were lost once he noticed the many drawings around the room, surprised to realize he recognized the figures in them: Himself, Stitch, and many of the Fathers drawn with oversized parts, and a generous amount of cute little hearts to decorate the empty space. \n\nIn spite of himself, he was touched at the clear amount of care and love that had gone into all the pictures, and when he saw one drawing that showed the cub being double-penetrated by Rocket himself and Peter, he actually felt a little choked up. He was too proud to openly admit that in front of Takato, however, so he set the paper down and strutted his way into the classroom, approaching Takato with obvious intent. \n\n\"Nice balls, kid... Feel like putting them to some good use? I could use a baby daddy about now... If you?re good, I fuck you so good that you can?t move for the number of hot little fuzzballs that are fucking in your womb.\"\n\nOphire:\n\nTakato was thankful for his nuts finally calming down so he could focus on grading papers. All of the boys showed promise and would undoubtedly be contributing to the arts soon enough. Filling the media empire one of the fathers had plans for. But Takato rarely had time for getting to know many of them, as he was often too busy with his duties to teaching the next generations and to his husband. \n\nIt was quite an opportunity he and Guilmon had been offered back when that Peter fellow showed up with a promise that he and his digilove didn't have to be apart again. That they could hold each other in peace, without fighting for survival or some arbitrary nonsense that pulled them apart at the final moment of joy. And Takato never took that for granted. \n\nThe human adored Guilmon every chance he could to the point he nearly had to have an intervention for the obsession if the digimon weren't happy to return his love in kind at the excitement of having such a kindhearted trai- I mean, husband. They were equals now after all.\n\nEvery time they saw the other they had to rush over and hug. Every hug needed a kiss, and every kiss needed to be deeper, and then groped, then kissed lower. Until they were both wet with ass sweat and cum while pumped full of babies. Takato loves the site of Guilmon being fat as a whale with horny squirming life. And luckily the digi had a habit of lifting his butt to get the biggest clocks in himself. He'd honesty take a skyscraper if given a chance.\n\nJust as Takato was thinking of heading home early, that raccoon fellow stormed in with his cheesy pick-up lines. He was such an old man. At least to him he was, considering the way Rocket talked with his aged experience he could be older than his actual dad. A very sexy dad with that gorgeous figure of his. The student's work didn't do him justice, though it would be hard to fit such an ass on the page probably. It had been awhile since Takato had been fucked and birthed with anyone outside Guilmon and his students. That transformative welcome party couldn't have been the last he hoped. \n\nPerhaps he'd fallen too much out of the loop. \n\n``Well-um, that sounds like it could be great.'' Takato blushed, not used to talking to many adults after being around kids so much, and certainly no one as this commanding of a presence. He put his papers down, not wanting the world to be deprived of these master's hotness from any mess, and sauntered over with his balls swaying and clapping together as his cock trailed behind to make a drooling slim trail.\n\n'' I've been wanting to get to know some of the other parents here. I have to say you've... done an amazing job with all of this, and your kids have shown themselves to be rather bright and talented.'' Takato placed an arm on that handsome uniformed shoulder.'' You have a lot to be proud of Mr... Raccoon, was it?''\n\nRead:\n\nRocket Raccoon was a little irked that his name wasn?t more well known, considering that it was he and Stitch who had set all of this in motion. The progenitors of two entire hybrid species that were rapidly becoming some of the most powerful forces in the galaxy. The person who?d (helped) discover the means by which Takato had such massive equipment to drag around! ...The person who?d forgotten his name, despite thinking about him for some time now... \n\nIt was really Quill?s fault that he had started thinking about this human in the first place. \n\nWhen he and Stitch had gathered their list of \"DNA donors\", they had first focused on who could provide the best genetic payload down the line, and then from there had selected the most diverse array of fathers they could possibly pick to avoid stagnation, and then from there they had simply chosen anyone they thought was especially hot. When Stitch had discovered Takato and Guilmon?s photo of them standing on a beach together, smiling a little awkwardly at the camera, (Because Terriermon had rightly guessed that they had snuck off to make out, and lightly teased them about it before Jenrya shut him up with a kiss of his own) and the sight of the human and Digimon filling out their swimsuits like they did had made Stitch perk up with interest and a vocal \"Oooooo!\". Rocket had no objections, so Peter had gone to go fetch them and ferry them back to their new eternal honeymoon. The Raccoon had been content with that, and Stitch had been too distracted by all the other fathers to get to either of them quite yet, and it might have continued like that for a while if Peter hadn?t given birth to an anomaly. Most of the hybrids born were like Rocket or Stitch, but now and again they looked more like one of their other parents, and in this case Peter had given birth to a beautiful baby human boy. He?d been overjoyed and had fussed over him and handed him over to Rocket like he was some kind of prize, claiming that he looked just like Peter did when he was young. \n\nRocket wasn?t the type to play favorites like that, and had just rolled his eyes and pushed one of his fat, leaking nipples into the little one?s soft mouth, and felt the relief that came with emptying one of his teats into the hungry tummy of one of his offspring. And then the kid had ruined his indifference by looking up at him with those big, cute eyes and reaching up for him with his pudgy little hands and wrapping his little fingers around one of Rocket?s other nipples. And Rocket had been charmed like a big dumb sap who got all sentimental just because one of his kids looked just like his husband. He?d spoiled that kid rotten, feeding him until his dick had swelled to a suitable size, and then sitting his fat Raccoon ass on top of it and riding that little boy for days. It had been an endless blissful cycle, as Rocket fed him more milk from his teats to replenish all the fluid that the kid was shooting into him, as he swelled up hugely with the offspring of his human son, until the lust overcame him and he had turned around and sat on the boy?s head, sucking him up into his ass to meet all of his brother-sons.\n\nIt wasn?t long after that that Rocket was completely immobilized, as the boy did what he?d been taught all his short like to do: Fuck cute raccoon rumps and fill them up with sexy cubs. Before long, every last hybrid inside of him was pregnant several times over, sexually mature long before they were even born, and it took Rocket a great amount of effort to push the bloated pups out of his fat pussy. It had been such a fantastic time, stretching himself out with every squirming cub, grunting and panting and pushing until there was a pile of plump little raccoon cubs with swollen stomachs, and a little human boy cuddled up with them, nuzzling the pregnant belly next to his face and kissing the bulges of his unborn child. After a few more days of this, Rocket had finally forced himself to move on to the next project, knowing his sons would take good care of each other, and that Peter would doubtlessly find and dote on them as well. \n\nBut it hadn?t just left a lasting surplus of children, it had also left Rocket with a new appreciation for little human boys, and now the sight of the massively endowed and very adorable Takato was making his anus drool with lubricating cum at the thought of making more babies with him. He waddled over to a nearby wall to brace himself before he dug his claws into it, bending forward and raising his tail. \n\n\"Yeah, art teacher, you tell me all about my kids... Let?s make this a parent-teacher conference we?ll never forget, huh?\"\n\nChapter 3: Mini Fun Future Peak\n\nOphire:\n\nFalco sat on the park bench to rest his heels from his morning jog, his body sweating right through the tight material that held his goods from bouncing to much. But just as he was fanning himself, he heard a cry from the playground across from him. A little boy was crying in the sand all by his lonesome. \n\nThat just wouldn't do for the bird, and he rushed right over to see what was the matter. ``Hey there cutie. Are you alright?'' Falco asked gingerly as he crouched. His massive balls and bust being smooshed around his limbs. He loved how hyper he was. When the boy noticed him, he was so perplexed by such a sexy creature that seemed to be carrying water balloons all over itself. But he still couldn't stop tearing up.\n\n``Everyone keeps ignoring me! A-a-and not even my mom and dad will play with me.'' Falco awed sadly at such a predicament. Not even hesitating to stand take off his cloth.\n\n``Don't worry son. Daddy's got a game you can play.'' He said as he felt his breasts up. Those leaking melons made his cock hard in seconds. The boy looked at him unsure what was happening, but he blushed adorably at seeing another man get all nude in front of him. \n\n``W-what?'' The boy asked as Falco sat down, smacking his fat ass against the sand and causing it to jiggle only slightly from being so tight. Falco stretched out to let himself let loose and really inflate his boobs till they filled his lap. \n\n``It's called,'' making love to daddy's chest'' Falco smiled softly as pulled the boy by the head, and crammed it onto his plump teat. Forcing his mouth open as his male milk gushed into him. The boy tried to push back, but that just made Falco moan loudly and squirt a little more from all his various hole. ``Mmmmmffff, yes baby. Grab a good fistful of daddy. I want to feel every inch of your sexy body'' Falco tried pushing the tiny head at different angles to get his nipples shooting at every part inside that tight mouth. It always felt amazing feeding young boys like this. Second only to his cock, asshole, and ball sweat. The sexy struggler even started to calm down eventually as he got fuller. Gently suckling at his own pace as that small belly poked out. \n\n``So cute.'' Falco couldn't wait anymore, and pulled off the boys cloths so he could start fingering himself at the sight of the boy. His small naked body was perfect for groping. Tight ass and figure and sweet balls to toy with. Falco massaged his delicate body, licking his lips and drooled as his urges overtook him again.\n\n``Oh. Such a gorgeous son I have here. Daddy's gonna take you for keeps'' and just as the child has started touching his feathers back, Falco pushed in his face harder onto the Ariola. Forcing the hole to widen and gush like a fountain until it spread over that panicking face. Popping over the head as he tried to pull off harder than ever.\n\n'' Shhh. It's alright hun. Daddy has you.'' And both winged arms began forcing the whole child into his tit. The feet slipping in like noodles. That boy bulged out the boob from all angles beautifully. Falco laid-back is he massage and kneaded his chest to digest.'' Daddy has you baby. Gonna turn you into a tasty batch while I keep your soul safe. Maybe even birth you later and try out your other holes for a good stuffing. You like the sound of that my baby'' Falco looked to his gurgling chest, already smoothing out a little fatter and he smiled contently.'' Yeah you do.''\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"
Rocket & Stitch's Universal Birthing Invasion

:WARNING:

Contains a lot of vore, incest, birthing, cub, and fan favorite characters.

Chapter one: Fun exposition

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Rocket's original plan was to get himself knocked up by Peter Quill (I ship those two really hard, by the way) until he was huge and pregnant all of the time, with him and Peter living a life of lustful bliss as their cyborg raccoon children (All of whom carry the Celestial gene for added power) swarm them and the galaxy. Ushering in a new era.

But on his way to acquire the technology he'd need to pull this off, Rocket ran into Stitch, and the two of them hit it off and made friends based off their mutual love of machines and mayhem. Stitch found out about Rocket's plans and confessed that he himself felt jealous of Experiment 628 (Leroy) and his many clones. Wishing that he too could have countless sons to love and love him in return. (He loves his ohana, but he can't deny this desires as well)

So, Rocket generously decided to alter his plans, instead working with Stitch to make both their wildest dreams come true. After all, why settle for just one new species of sexy sons? With Stitch's help, they would ba able to modify the technology to make anyone become a carrier, and Stitch also had a list of potential males for them to collect and add to their gene pool for maximum benefits. (Mainly though, they're both just really into the idea of having a harem of studs to breed and be bred by as they fill the galaxy with their progeny)

Between the two of them, they were able to build a base and a means to traverse dimensions to collect their targets. (Whom are basically anyone on my list of especially hot characters.) Including Peter Quill, who is going to be happily surprised by what Rocket have in mind for him.

Ophire:

How would a normal Rocket or Stitch start their personal venture in `terraforming'?

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Well, Rocket would probably try to get his greedy little paws on the Infinity Gauntlet. Thus allowing him to do literally anything, so that no one could possibly stop him.

Failing that, he would probably fall back on his technical brilliance, possibly raiding Halfworld for more information on how he was made, potentially eating his former tormentors in the process. (And fueling his body for the changes he plans to make on himself.)

Once he had the information he needed, he would likely set up or take over a base of operations. Maybe a fortress belonging to a crime lord (Again, eating everyone of questionable morality in order to get the biomass he needs) and claiming it as his own and modifying it to suit his requirements. Once that was done, he'd probably call his boyfriends over for a weekend of fun, possibly telling them his ultimate plans, possibly not. Once Groot, Peter Quill and Blackjack O'Hare arrive, they would be stunned by the changes in his figure; particularly his massive ass and huge tanuki balls. They are all used to marathon sex with him even before his enhancements, so it doesn't take much encouragement to tear their clothes off and get to fucking.

They would likely all take turns screwing. With Groot mainly providing the tentacle action, and Rocket being the focus of all three of their efforts as they fucked him, got fucked by him, and generally loved and cuddled him until they had to take breaks to refuel. Now, either they knew what he was planning or they know now, because their stomachs are beginning to swell up and they observe a proud Rocket rubbing his hugely distended gut, easily supported by his massive thighs and ass, and gloating about how much he's going to enjoy having their kids and watching them have his.

Of course, Rocket's appetite is not easily sated.

After, maybe a month of silence, a distress beacon goes off, alerting the Guardians of the Galaxy and the Black Bunny Brigade about the whereabouts of their missing comrades, and they head down to the planet and get ambushed by Rocket's many new children, who are eager to introduce the handsome Guardians and the cute Bunny Brigade to the pleasures that their father had taught them.

Naturally, such a huge gathering of important heroes and mercenaries attracts Skrull, and Kree, and other unsavory types to try and attack them, but those unfortunate souls are only captured and used to fuel Rocket's more literal appetite.

As for Stitch...

Stitch's sexual awakening comes at the cost of many sore hips from his cousins as he rides them hard. His cute tush and fat balls having plumped out as his heat hit him like a truck.

Human surfers, attractive alien cousins, phallic shaped rocks. All of them are fair game for a deadly genetic experiment whose ass is as insatiable as his.

Finally, the rest of his family puts their foot down and demands he find a way to get himself under control before he ends up swallowing someone with his ass. (He keeps the shameful secret that he actually has eaten several people. Not only with his ass, but also with his sheath after they started harassing Nani at work. Digesting the eight big men was the reason his body suddenly got bigger, and also the reason his sexual hunger awoke)

Jumba suggests that he just needs to get it out of his system, and gives him the address of a gay alien colony. Surely the countless cocks of a thousand different species can finally tame his libido! Eager for a solution, Stitch accepts and blasts off towards his destination, sitting on an obscenely powerful vibrating dildo the entire time. When he arrives, he's utterly destroyed the vibrator with just his clenching ass, and is happily welcomed by the friendly natives. When he expresses his desperate need, they are more than obliging. Lining up some of the biggest and most powerful tops in the colony to service his big blue butt. To Stitch's immense relief, they are able to sate him with their huge dicks and expert experience, until he can start thinking clearly again. Once he's coherent, the homosexual colonists take good care of him and treat him like a beloved little brother. He soon fits right in with his new friends, and even makes video calls back to Earth to stay in touch with his family. Reassuring them that he's doing much better.

With dicks as big as his entire body, and the hips that could fuck through concrete, his new friends are able to keep him sated for long periods of time. Long enough for him to discover that their colony is being treated like a joke by the galaxy at large. After all, how can a colony thrive when there are no breeding pairs? (There are of course trans aliens, but it is unfair to put all the burden of repopulating on them.)

The colonists are exploring other possibilities, but they are mostly just content to be a place of refuge for aliens whose culture rejects homosexuals. Relying on an influx of new colonists to replenish their numbers.

Stitch, however, finds this unacceptable, and wishes to help his new friends. Putting his greater-than-a-super-computer brain to the task, with the various ways the colonists are trying to solve the repopulation problem, he fixates on the idea that it is possible to breed males with other males.

Soon he has modified his body to make this miracle possible, using alien biochemistry and the countless sperm samples he is given. The next time his many top friends come to fuck him, they impregnate him with a legion of little blue breeders.

While very surprised, the colonists are also happy to have so many slutty new members, and eagerly embrace the new status quo of satisfying the sexual hunger of the many cute little Stitches; who roll or crawl around searching for more dicks to sit on and knock themselves up with. Birthing more and more new blue babies who want nothing less than every colorful cock they can find.

Naturally, when homophobic aliens land to try and harass the colonists, they're quickly brought before the their new 'leader'. Introduced to what seems to be a huge blue blob that immediately sits on them to absorb their bodies into his eternally hungry hole to grow bigger and increase his capacity for more children.

Stitch is so deliriously happy that he's already thinking of ways to send his children home to Earth to share the joy.

Chapter 2: The Actual `Story'

It was the claws on his hips that woke him up.

Sure, he was being fucked pretty hard. Every so often his lover would grunt and thrust especially hard and guuuuuush around inside his guts with a spurts of sperm into his ass. But that had been going on since before he fell asleep. So it was really the light scratch that made him stir awake.

He could feel the clawed hand on his shoulders, the other on his hips, and what felt like a pair of feet on his legs. With a yawn, a stretching, and trying not to disturb his passenger, he smiled over his shoulder at the cute little creature.

"Ya havin fun there mate?" Aster asked. Resting his head on his folded arms as he felt that dick drive deeper in his pussy as he slowly swayed his wide hips.

The hybrid on his back growled lustfully, which sounded cuter than intimidating because of his young age. He somewhat resembled a bipedal raccoon, but the black markings of his body were dark blue, and his eyes were entirely black. Oh, and of course he had two sets of arms for a total of six limbs.

"So big! So soft!" The creature cried out, thrusting hard into the large rabbit?s cunt.

He was right of course, E. Aster Bunnymund had impossibly soft, fluffy fur that always smelled like candy and flowers. He would often find the many hybrids just sniffing him blissfully before they inevitably noticed his massive ass, the wide and child-bearing hips supporting the candy-fattened cakes topped by his cute, fluffy tail.

Aster could already feel the many eggs in his guts were getting crowded, and he would eventually have to shoo away this cute little critter so he could start laying another huge pile of colorful eggs filled with more hybrids eager to hatch and begin their own hunt for cocks and asses to play with; but for now, he was content to just enjoy the steady pounding into the morning.

"More...! More, daddy!" The Raccoon boy gasped, the nanotech tattoos under his fur lighting up with his excitement as he bounced in the young human?s lap.

The human responded with a soft but determined grunt as he helped the raccoon move up and down, that cute furry ass repeatedly landing on the human?s oversized balls. The young Raccoon whined as his tail lashed, impatient to get knocked up and have lots of cute cubs of his own; he had been fucking his brothers all day, and left them with swollen stomachs that were already turning into sexy cubs for them to play with, and yet his own stomach remained as flat and empty as ever. Thankfully, he?d found one of the more fertile Fathers, a human with wonderfully big balls and a fat taint filled with sperm, and after asking him nicely the human had agreed to knock him up.

Leaning forward, the Raccoon rested his paws on the human?s bare shoulders, letting his hips be guided up and down as the human began to thrust upward, making those gigantic balls gurgle and slosh as he moved his own wide hips to please the Raccoon and sate his desire.

Finally, the human had been stimulated enough, and the Raccoon clung to him tightly as they both lost themselves in the bliss of a mutual orgasm, the Raccoon cub barely coherent enough to notice his stomach swelling up, bloating with cum as gallons of the stuff was pumped into him. His eyes rolled back in his head as he imagined all the fun he was going to have with his new sons, and he gratefully kissed the human Father for his gift, as the human?s soft lips met his own and he continued to pump the fluffy brown butt up and down to completely milk the cock until the Raccoon's wobbling gut rested in his lap and the two of them sighed contentedly.

"They?re gonna be so beautiful..." The human assured him, petting his swollen stomach.

"Thank you, daddy..." The Raccoon said gratefully, and then looked shy. "...I hope they have your eyes and your balls."

In response to that, Takato just blushed.

"Guys, come on...! Settle down!" Kanji pleaded, to no avail.

His Persona powers and huge muscles were of little use against foes too cute to fight, so he was forced to simply lay back as the little blue creatures swarmed over him greedily. It seemed that no matter where he looked, a pair of fat blue balls or a fat blue ass was being waved at him, which just made his immense dick throb even more, while the creatures eagerly pawed at it, licking it with their long tongues, or rubbed their rumps against it playfully. Kanji?s big pectorals were just bigger targets as far as the dark-eyed hybrids were concerned, as they squeezed his heavy pecs and sucked hungrily at his nipples, harmlessly gnawing and licking until he couldn?t take it anymore and gushed pec milk into their hungry mouths. Others were kissing his big pectorals or rubbing his shoulders admiringly, while it seemed far too many of them just wanted to sit on his blushing face or tea-bag him with their fat fuzzy balls.

He was pretty sure that someone was rubbing his butt against Kanji?s six-pack, not that he could see anything, but most of them were trying to get him to shoot his load on them or in them, and they were having plenty of success as he shouted into the latest furry butt as his dick unleashed another geyser of sperm onto the waiting creatures. Kanji squirmed uselessly, wishing they weren?t all so soft and fuzzy as well as sexy, whimpering when he felt one of the hybrids rub his soft, fluffy tail against Kanji?s bare skin and get him close to climax already.

"Bad babies!" He snapped without much conviction, as a team of them worked together to lift his legs and expose his muscular ass to their lustful attentions. He wished he wasn?t so full of cum, but it was useless to pretend that he wasn?t loving this endless parade of alien dicks that were so eager to fuck him, to fill him up completely with their seed and get him pregnant yet again. To his ongoing humiliation, he soon felt their little paws and hot tongues exploring his fat pussy, which was very bad at keeping things out at the best of times.

To make things worse, his adoring fans seemed to be getting very excited about something, and he could hear their chatter getting more animated, and their rubbing more insistent as they rubbed their cute, fat butts against him, and then Kanji bleakly realized what was going on a moment before it happened: They began giving birth. His body was quickly being covered in slimy birthing fluids and cum, as well as squirming newborn hybrids who were just as eager as their parents to start exploring and enjoying Kanji?s body, but the human himself was entirely distracted by the multiple asses that had given birth directly on his face, making him shout indignantly as he tried and failed to turn his head away.

Despite his best efforts, he soon found himself kissing a newborn cub that wanted to convey his love for his father as romantically as possible before he started humping his face. As Kanji was kissed by the eager but inexperienced cub, he grudgingly reflected that losing could be fun.

Peter Quill had just finished a huge birthing, and he was enjoying his cleared mind and restored mobility as he went for a walk, a blue alien and a raccoon cub in his arms, both peacefully suckling on his nipples as he tenderly supported them. He had to admit, Rocket and Stitch had certainly outdone themselves when they had built this place: It was a completely controlled environment that stayed at the perfect temperature, food was readily available from dick-shaped dispensers, and the dim light suited the hybrids? sensitive eyes and made for an intimate atmosphere. Screens that he passed by were filled with data for the growing genius cubs to learn, and live-streams of the debauchery going on elsewhere for when they got bored, and inquisitive eyes peered out of the countless smaller tunnels as the naked human carrying two dozing hybrids passed by, their gaze tracking his jiggling ass until he was out of sight before they began to playfully grope each other.

Really, the human didn?t have a destination in mind, but his feet lead him right to the source of his musings as he approached the central chamber, the swarms of furry hybrids rolling, scurrying or sprinting past him on their journey to spread out and spread their legs for more fathers to fill them up with more babies. The human/Celestial hybrid strolled inside, approaching the two rounded figures, one brown and one blue, as they were pounded in every hole by their lust-crazed offspring. They were reaching the height of their pregnancy cycle, and being filled up with as many babies and as much cum as possible fore they started birthing even more sexy cubs to spread their genes across the stars. In the beginning, they had been much more systematic about this, making sure that they got seeded by hybrids who were as far removed from then genetically as possible, to make for the best hybrids and prevent inbreeding.

After a few pregnancy and birthing cycles, however, they declared that there was no longer any danger of that and that anyone could breed with anyone they wanted. (Peter suspected this had less to do with the success of the breeding program and more that they simply couldn?t stand being forced to wait and choose so carefully, and they would have taken any excuse to get breeded by the children they had just birthed)

Now they were both currently huge, their moans muffled by the dicks stuffed in their maws as their children frantically humped their faces, many of them having their first official orgasm in their fathers? mouths. Fat, wobbling cakes bounced as the adorable cubs fucked them frantically, and every time someone was finished he was quickly replaced by another eager cock. Peter was trying not to feel jealous as his boyfriend and his armada of incestuous lovers created another generation inside of him, but the human couldn?t help but feel a little neglected. Rocket and Stitch had worked so hard on this, and he wanted to support them as best he could (He winced slightly when the blue cub suckling on him began to bite a little harder) but Rocket spent so much time in perfect breeding bliss that he and Peter didn?t spend as much time together. Of course, their new hobby was a lot of fun, and yet Peter missed Rocket?s attention and affection.

He was jerked out of his reverie when a large paw suddenly grabbed him, making the two cubs he?d been holding slide gently to the ground, already napping with their bellies full of human pec-milk, and Peter was yanked forward, and found his face being pressed against one of Rocket?s dark nipples. It smelled so strong, both Rocket?s musk and the milk that was waiting to be unleashed, and as Peter was pressed against Rocket?s fur he could also smell the countless cum-stains of the recent past. He was surprised, unsure why Rocket was doing this, but the paw held him possessively against the nipple until he opened his mouth and began to drink, and the grip slightly relaxed.

Peter couldn't see past the curvature of Rocket?s body to his face, but it seemed like he hadn?t slowed down on anything else, he had just suddenly grabbed Peter for no obvious reason. And then Peter suddenly realized that even in the depths of his hormone-addled state, Rocket had noticed Peter and tried to give him some personal attention. Peter felt warm all over, and not just because he was drinking his boyfriend?s potent milk; Rocket still thought of him as special, and nothing would change that. Peter embraced his big boyfriend as much as he could and drank gratefully, already looking forward to helping with the next generation Rocket was about to birth.

Ophire:

While the intimate romantic scene that unfolded within the main hall, several thousands of sons watched on their learning computers while nursing on their own dick beverages to enjoy the show while on break from their studies. As plentiful and readily available as sustenance was on their home world, nothing was a rarer treat two enjoy as one's own flesh and sperm; being that there was hardly a waking or sleeping moment where it wasn't in a newborn's hole. If it weren't for documentation, half the planet wouldn't have known of cloths, since it only delayed taking in and pushing out all the bodies and fluids that flowed like the tides with their lifestyle.

Sometimes a Kanji rabbit hybrid could be found wandering the tunnels with a piece of cloth covering and supporting their balls off the ground to make for a sexy sway of their girthy hips. But the current fashion trend was using one's kid or brother as the material. Strapping them around or under their sized body parts with leather so that they could constantly breath in and worship their family's roots.

One such hybrid stood just by the entrance to the head father's temple. Watching in admiration as his brother looked up from the crotch he'd been tied to. Both considering themselves blessed to see this union before in action

Hi above the main city of our breeding hero's and their utopia a spacecraft slowed to a stop just below the clouds. Siting in wait as the arriving emissary crew woke. Fox awoke like he did most mornings these days, in the arms of his blue falcon, cum up his ass, and the ship ringing them both out of their privet eternal moment of joy. Fox merely groaned as he snuggled up to his avian companion, whom in turn held tighter for a few precious seconds before they both started to suit up.

A warning of internal oxygen was mentioned, being interrupted by fox asking if the planet was safe to breath. It was, though with a few additional nonpoisonous compounds that Fox didn't have time to hear the jargon for, and gave the go ahead. Not realizing how potent the very air was with musk and male protein.

``Do we honestly have to dress for this occasion? You've seen how these people aren't exactly modest from the records.'' Falco stated reluctantly as he covered his tight red ass and fuzzy sack in their jumpsuit.

``Not if you wanna start riling the locals up with your hot bod'' fox retorted. Both blushing at the thought. It'd been a few weeks since they'd gotten their mission, but thinking of it now made them both stiffer than most days. Must have been morning wood they told themselves.

About a year ago, several dozen planets, all seemingly perfectly spaced in location across the galaxy from one another it seemed, had started going quiet. But whenever another trading world or intervening party came into contact, they too went silent. At first it was thought to be a new plague from a terrorist group bent on universal domination, one that few could gain clues about with an unprecedented risk of infection it seemed. That was until a few months ago when two emissaries arrived on the galactic senatorial planet

One a blue furred humanoid, the other a Turian with Raccoon colored markings on his exoskeleton. Both male, sporting massive proportions no being was thought able to carry with the swaying ease they did. Pecs, rears, guts and groins wrapped in skin tight outfits that revealed all and yet looked strangely elegant on them. Every part of them was a tank of weight it looked, none more than their bellies that looked as if pregnant. Murmurings came from the grand chamber of leaders gathered from across the stars at these beings that stood out from even the most oddly faced aliens. But the guards assured they possessed no dangers and the men proclaimed no ill will as they asked gently to speak of what had transpired to the universe.

They were given the floor with judgmental eyes, but the two men cared little as they looked at each other with love filled eyes before speaking. And spoke they did. Of a new awakening that had landed on their ``father's'' worlds. Of how they had been given the gift to lose all want and need to fight, struggle, and worry about petty things.

A few men rolled their eyes, though increasingly less so as the two went on. Gesturing while caressing themselves and turning their bodies into sultry poses as they talked. Unaware of the secretive mission of Rockets sneaky kin having gone to the water reservoirs, fucking and digesting the staff, and has since been orgasming their cum and pussy juice into the water supply since. The council growing more at ease as the men continued.

They spoke of how they spent every day in constant happiness and love. Opening their hearts mouths and assholes to life's purpose. Sex, breeding, and delicious vore when available or wanted. They themselves, despite being full figured adults, were born just yesterday for this occasion.

The councils was confused and shocked by this, though most were with hard-ons as all the guards were. Wondering when they could get a mouth full of those men's ball sweat. They knew they should have been disturbed along with the few voices that were outraged by such language of homosexual erotic nature, but the duo were only looking more reasonable compared to their grouchy members.

They spoke of how all men were now capable of birth, and all women simple became bustier men with fatter cunts to kiss. That it was heaven with all their family in bed. Waking up and falling asleep with cubs blowing them throughout.

Finally, they invented everyone in the room or that could hear them to join, as they would be more than welcomed to fuck any one of their liking of all ages, start their own harem of cubs, or take on the challenge of becoming the fattest in any body part. They said this part with hands massaging over gurgling stomachs and moans of anguishing pleasure, until they could bare no more and offered a demonstration of what they had in store for everyone. Both turned to face the other as they dropped to their hands and knees and presented their magnificent asses. The material shredded into tatters as their sizes were only being held back, and jiggled in the air, or flopped to the ground. Both men made out as they pushed their guts down. Their upturned asses gaping wide as cum gushed out like Champaign before the crowning heads emerged forth. Cub after cub popping free and sliding down their inflated taints with each breath. The guards tried to find the will to contain this, but as soon as they strode towards the scene the newborn cubs easily overtook them and loosened their belts to suck their first cocks. A few less hazy senators noticed their comrades jacking off and bolted for the exits. Only to find security waiting there without pants and beckoning them over to get impaled on his rod or start feeding it with the others. When the shaft belched out a few shoes, they ran for the windows.

Finding that more ships from the thought to be lost planets arriving

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"Go. Faster. Frog!" Wolf said through clenched teeth, tightly gripping the back of the seat Slippy was sitting in.

The muscular frog turned around to give him a withering glare, but this Wolf?s attention was elsewhere at the moment.

Behind Wolf, the elderly bunny rabbit called Peppy grunted softly as he slammed his wide hips forward, driving his oversized dick into Wolf?s big, hungry ass. Panther was seated on one of the other nearby seats, his claws digging into the arms of the chair as his legs seemed to hang in the air in front of him, his fat balls lifted up and out of the way as something made his exposed anus flex and widen, the wet, soft lining of his body being probed and penetrated by an invisible force, with he culprit Leon flickering into visibility now and again due to his own excitement.

Slippy himself was getting distracted by his rising erection, and the sounds and smell of sex all around him wasn?t helping. He tried to focus on Fox, think about Falco, focus on how they all needed to meet up and stick together. It helped his anxiety to think about Fox, who had always been his friend, and had always helped him and protected him, from the academy all the way until they were fighting in space against impossible odds. Fox, his nice, handsome, beautiful friend whose ass always seemed just a little too big for his pants, who playfully flirted with Slippy by giving him small kisses and that one time that he?d grinded on him in the dance club, and that other time when they were both feeling lonely and bored and it hadn?t been a joke anymore and Fox had stripped down and sat on Slippy?s dick...!

The amphibian gritted his teeth and tried to refocus on flying, knowing that if he started touching himself he would lose his concentration entirely, and ROBO wasn?t available to help him. He risked a glance at the tube where the robot was undergoing his upgrades, and wished he hadn?t; even as a fuzzy outline, he could see that huge artificial dick being built and it was making him salivate. When ROBO had learned how severe the sexual urges of his crew were becoming, he?d insisted that he gain the necessary parts and programming needed to sate their desires. Soon he would be in a more organic form with the kind of pleasure-inducing parts needed to fuck his beloved crew back into lucidity.

Slippy couldn?t help but send another glare back at the whimpering Wolf, who?s wide backside still had to stretch to accommodate Peppy?s oversized meat. The youngest member of Star Fox was still irked that Star Wolf had inflicted this on them, by accident or not. If the mercenaries hadn?t crashed their way into the hanger of the Great Fox and emerged naked and struggling to focus on anything except sex long enough to take over the ship, Slippy and Peppy might still be untainted by whatever was going on. Instead, the Star Wolf team had carried the whatever-this-was on their fur and their pheromones, and spread it to the Toad and the Rabbit. Now Peppy?s previously huge dick had reached monstrous proportions while his ass had ballooned out to be nearly as wide as Wolf?s own, and Slippy?s thick muscles had only grown bigger, with his dick and balls threatening to grow as well the next time he risked an orgasm.

The Star Wolf team had attempted to take control of the ship, since it was the largest and fastest one they could reach, and they wanted to run as far away from this star system as they could go. When Wolf had finally given up on threatening them (He?d actually been pointing a gun at Slippy?s head until the constant arguing and scolding made him give up and toss it away) he explained that he, Panther and Leon were the last survivors of an attack on a mercenary depot. The sexually crazed hybrids had surrounded their hide-out and burst in, determined to fill their bodies with every last dangerous merc, cut-throat and bounty hunter they could find, and both weapons and attacks seemed to only arouse them further. Team Star Wolf had survived because they were adaptable, with Leon using his tongue to give one hybrid an incredible rim-job, Panther had managed to pacify his would be predator by giving him an amazing hand-job, and Wolf had power-bottomed for his life. While this kept them alive long enough to escape, it also exposed them to the sexual fluids of the invaders, and was already making their bodies swell and grow, as well as giving them powerful urges that were so hard to deny.

They had learned that most of their contacts were either eaten or converted into fuck-toys, and Wolf hit on the desperate plan to flee to the relative safety of the Star Fox team. After all, Fox had survived everything that the galaxy could throw at him, so the safest place was probably at his side. So they would either take over the Great Fox and get the perfect escape ship and a powerful hostage, or be captured and kept safe in their brig. Not the best plan, but the best they could think of under desperate circumstances while also being crazed with lust.

(Wolf could not yet admit that it was also due to his crush on Fox, as his changing body urged him to get knocked up by his rival and give birth to all of his cute, sexy little cubs. Not only was this a humiliating desire, but like Slippy, he was trying to respect Fox?s relationship with Falco and not intrude on their happiness)

While they were unimpressed by Star Wolf?s terrible plan, Peppy and Slippy had agreed that they needed to get this information to Fox and let him decide on a course of action. Would they flee the galaxy? Stay and fight? Or, as their rising hormones urged them, succumb to this new way of life?

Ophire:

Fox shook his head out of his day dreaming over the recordings he'd seen. Most news channels had tuned into the event before realizing it had been a ploy to get as many people to hear the sexual breeder's call before the senate floor turned into a gushing den of debauchery and impossible incest. So many world leaders were stripped naked and turned into baby making machines. Body parts inflated to the point of immobile and unable to do anything but sink to the bottom of what was by now the center of the planet's sex pit. At least, for those that weren't turned into meals.

General Pepper had luckily been stationed on the other side of the planet. Issuing an immediate retreat and establishing a wall between the relentless horny hybrids advances. Try as they might though, the airwaves were constantly flooded with feeds promising a heaven for all, along with constant live content showing the orgies the hybrids had transformed the landscape into. Webcams of human bunny children showing off their hot naked bodies and stuffing their own baby brothers down their cocks. playing with their squirming balls as they moaned in pleasure from the sensations. Movies, tv shows, and all sorts of more advanced content involving what would be considered standard entertainment, if it weren't for all romantic interests being related, everyone having massive dongs and butts, and treating sex and randomly having newborns pop out of them as common as breathing.

As hard as it might have been to believe, there were many that found the offer more than just tempting. Folks were tired of their nowhere lives, without direction, and full of hardship. So it might have not been too much of a great surprise to find the leading military force was holding off both from those wanting to get out, and those asking if they could abandon everything to join.

Time was running sort, and it wouldn't be long before the strains of the situation broke into an unstoppable course. Luckily, a few of the stronger willed men able to stomach watching a hybrid fill a pool with what became semen, was told of their home world. It wasn't much, but perhaps it would be the key to saving the day and preventing a war of brothers against perverted brothers if they could make contact. Find out a weak point, or perhaps at best negotiate a cease of advancement on their part. Anything that would prevent the potential loss of life as it was. However restrained and unappealing it was to live by. Fox quickest at that last part.

``I think underwear might actually be enough after all''

``Really?'' Falco smiled. Though a bit surprised by Fox actually admitting he was right.

`` yeah. I think it might actually help make negotiating with these guys easier.'' Fox grinned while mindlessly petting his own soft tummy which apparently had quite a good meal from last night romp. ``Besides, that means I get to keep seeing your cute birdy bod walking around handsome'' fox said sweetly before kissing his boyfriend on the beak. Falco was often brash and had a history of an ill temper, but ever since admitting their deeper feelings to one another, it had been blossoming into a more relaxed and cheeky coupling whenever they were alone together

Fox sauntered his way out and down the corridor to the bridge in nothing but his soft red jockstrap that carried his still stiff rod like a lanced sword on his waist. His sculpted ass cheeks bouncy freely in the open with a bit of Lovers spunk still caked on. It normally wouldn't be his first Choice in greeting attire, but in Fox's mind it would definitely make for a warmer greeting. Though, perhaps a larger fresh second glazing on his buns might be better. And a few cum shots on his bare chest would be seen as their Medal of Honor.

``Wait up hun!'' Falco hollered as hoped up struggling with his banana hammock. His navel high penis looking amazing in its outfit as those balls strained to stay in the nylon bulge. ``Don't wanna miss out on an open cop-a-feel chance like this'' the avian snickered as he saddled up close to his fox and smacked a handful of tan fur in his winged palm. The plump ass cheeks rippling beautifully from the contact, and easily being pinched and squeezed like thinly wrapped pudding.

``Mmmffff~ Damn babe. You've been eating right. Might have to eat you out as soon as this meeting wraps up.''

`` I'm sure they'd love us if you did it during.'' The blue bird chuckled. Though the wet fabric loved the idea.

``Yeah. It's so weird how these hybrids operate. Don't know how they even can function.'' Falco was about to say something else with his wondering thoughts, which had been great for him when he finally admitted his issues of feeling ignored with Fox. Letting him speak aloud more freely and not worry about being bound by rank to talk to what turned out to be a patient ear. But he stopped thinking so loose when they made it to the bridge doors.

``I feel a but was in there'' Fox eyed him hopefully. Not wanting his bird to shut down on him

``But... well... Hehe. Damn.'' Falco sighed and shrugged his shoulders'' we've never been more open about ourselves, you know? It's not like we can be like this with Pepper on our asses. Meanwhile, these hybrids are having the time of their lives being as openly gay and happy about it in front of the whole world. Can you imagine what it'd be like if we just let ourselves stop resisting and lived like this forever!?'' Falco fervently stated gesturing to them both. Fox just held him close, tucking his nose under the others chin.

''I know Falco. But we can't just live life that easy. We have to think professionally. And work to compromise till things naturally go our way so we can maybe someday have a family''

Falco held tight. Bring both arms around as they took each other in.

`` I want that family... I... I love you Fox.'' The bashful blue shook a little at that. Pausing still as he waited for a response to admitting it outright.

``I love you Falco.'' Fox said clearly and concise. Being sure there was no doubt to be read into.

Falco brought his arms up and openly kissed his lover. Pushing his tongue out and in and around with want. Fox pushed deeper and started fronting their bulges together. Their fat hotdogs rubbing sensually into a frothy pre soaked mix. Dripping on the floor as their bodies accelerated their changes. Their asses ballooning into pillows. Sacks dropping and filling into beanbags, anuses engorging massively that they pushed even their fat butt cheeks apart, and their cocks snaking down their packages as they were near to burst with hip wide taints. It felt so right to be so full. Unfortunately, one of their cramped figured opened the door, and the pair stubbles in to compose themselves.

``Well, um. Guess we get to it then.'' Fox said with a cough to regained outward composer.

They both steadied themselves, to caught up in the moment and what they should be doing to look at the other, or themselves to notice how improved they were. Fox especially with his 9 month pregnancy in full sloshing swing as he sat in the captain's chair to receive while Falco kept watch and found a signal to call up the leader. Fox couldn't sit right though. No matter how he leaned, it just didn't feel right to sit like this. Like it was both to spacious and yet his ass couldn't breathe. It'd been better if he were sitting on Falcos dick or face. It might have even been a good idea to lift up his legs and pull his pucker open and really showcase his fat slutty pussy to their new friends. His cunt was already drooling at the thought. After all, what was a better greeting than presenting one's own hungry pussy lips begging to be filled by another man. Licking those plush pink mounds of anal flesh clean before shoving their head inside. Fox needed to spread his butt in the air so badly before it drowned in its fluids. His stomach was starting to shake slightly. And deep down it didn't feel like any tums would help. But caressing that fat belly felt incredibly soothing.

That's when a signal came through.

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At first, it looked as though the camera had not activated. They were hearing wet noises and what sounded like a muffled male voice trying to talk, before the camera?s veiwer adjusted to the light and showed them a truly obscene scene: A mass of raccoon hybrids were all touching, grinding, humping, sucking and generally touching each other in a sea of tightly packed bodies, all of which was mostly obscured by the thick fluid they were swimming in and illuminated by the camera and their own collection of circuit themed, glowing tattoos all over their bodies. One of the curious masked faces noticed the camera, and clever little hands reached for it to pull it close so the cute little creature could stare at it intently and turn in around, already deducing how it worked and what could be done about it before the creature turned around and gave the camera an excellent view of his pert little ass before it was shoved between the camera between his nicely shaped cheeks. They got a detailed look at his twitching anus before the camera was pushed in further and deeper, and just when it looked like it would vanish into his ass completely, the view suddenly pulled back and the screen got brighter until the camera emerged from the gasping raccoon cub, who watched it continue to be pulled from the dark chamber. It was pulled out further and further, into a much tighter space until it emerged from there, revealing a much fatter pair of plump blue cheeks and a stubby little wagging tail above them. A pair of clawed hands tried to stop the camera from being withdrawn further, but it was relentlessly pulled out, the widening perspective allowing Fox and Falco to see a mass of more blue-furred creatures, shorter than the raccoons from before and with four arms and two legs, all of them in a writhing orgy like before, with one of them sporting the biggest stomach that had clearly held the incestuous orgy of raccoons.

The camera continued to be withdrawn, pulled back further and further until the space closed in around it again, and the camera emerged from yet another ass, and this time into the open air. The cheeks they slipped out from between made a light farting noise as the trapped air escaped, and they got a glimpse of the creature they?d been inside: Some sort of smallish, lanky rodent with blue fur and what seemed to be bags under his eyes as he cheeped and chirred above a stomach that massively dwarfed the rest of his body.

The hand that had pulled them free belonged to a larger, older Raccoon with a blue uniform shirt and an irritated expression on his face. He shook the camera clean of the worst of the thick fluid that had coated it during its journey, and then peered into the lens.

"What the hell? How did this get inside of you? And why is it on?"

He glanced over to the side, where Fox and Falco couldn?t see, but the Raccoon could see that a young blue alien with a pair of bunny ears and a raccoon tail was idly masturbating his dick as his oversized balls writhed underneath him, and a pair of wiggling legs vanished up his fat blue butt. The Raccoon rolled his eyes, knowing the fate of the hybrid who had been in charge of communications.

"Hang on, let me turn the screen on..." He fiddled with the controls, and soon one of the many screens in the area showed Fox and Falco on the bridge of their modest ship, looking at him as they experienced the beginning the symptoms of the tainted air on his planet.

"...Who the hell are you assholes? What are you doing here?" He asked, bristling at the idea of strangers being so close to his family.

Ophire:

Fox appeared methodical and stern with his posture straightened and brows firm. Keeping himself professional against such an aggressive adversary, while he internal was thankful his midsection was pushing his cumming dick into his fat balls. It was the most mind-blowing thing they'd both just witnessed. Worlds within worlds of unborn and born swimming and smooshed tight to one another as they all loved the fat fur they were pushed into. It made Fox think of how many people and planets he'd saved, how often they'd asked if there was anything they could do as thanks, and how he'd missed so many chances to ask,

'' Can you bring me all your youngest baby boys so I can suck their cocks and fuck them?''. Fox would have to ask Falco later if he had any family with some boys they could blow together. His avian lover was perfect, but it would be quite a romantic dinner sharing in his families creation batter. That's what cum was after all. It created them, fed them, turned them on for more.

No. He couldn't think like that. He had to stay strong for the people counting on him to save their restrictive prejudices.

``This is Fox McCloud of The Joint Galactic Government. An armada of your people have been seizing protected territory and infecting the inhabitants with mind and body alterations.''

Several bulges appeared on the other side of Fox belly. Kicking and writhing for a moment, and causing their daddy to bite is lip to try and not moan in unbridled pleasure from the stimulation. It was like his insides were being caressed and fucked. But Fox swallowed his wants.

``We've come to ask that cease these advances and help prevent this plague before the matter gets out of control. I think we'd all prefer avoiding having any dangerous conflict for either of our people's sake''

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"Hey hey hey! Keep it down!" Rocket snapped, glancing around as he planted his generous ass on the floor. Despite losing most of his excess weight after the birthings, it had still gained tremendous width and mass, and the big cakes had many folds of fat once he sat down and rested their weight on the ground, his long, glossy tail lashing above them. He was in one of his ?empty? phases, and had been trying to find that cute human with the goggles for some fun when he?d noticed the communications array was activated. Now he checked for anyone besides Radarr, the creature who was largely distracted by his own pregnancy at the moment.

"Look, my boyfriend and my best buddy don?t know about the whole ?invasion? thing." Rocket explained, lifting his adorable paws and making air-quote at the word "invasion". He glanced around again, worried that he would see Peter Quill or Stitch waddling by at the worst moment.

"I told them that our kids would be colonizing uninhabited planets." Which was technically true, since their offspring could breed and feed their way through an entire planet?s population in a short time, depleting it of its original inhabitants and filing it beyond capacity and forcing them to blast off and repeat the process all over again.

"So I?d appreciate if you could keep your mouth shut and we?ll sort this out, okay?"

Ophire:

Fox tried not to roll his eyes at the word twister.

``As... `noble' a cause as that is, your kids seem to have gotten it in their heads that they could take over the whole universe, and have upset pretty much every world power with their antics.'' Fox signaled Falco to show the masked rodent a few highlights of the governing planet take over. Greedy world leaders and other political business men being reduced to fuck toys for the smallest cubs, or into heathy body weight.'' Currently, martial law is trying to secure this from descending any further, but were certain these offspring of you won't stop till living being is in your family.''

Falco let out a soft moan at the last part. He was lucky off-screen where he could freely analyze read outs of the planet and the hotness these folks lived by. It made his nipples tingle. He couldn't help rubbing his areolas and pinching them fatter. Every squeeze seemed to inflate his heaving chest. There were so many beautiful cubs down there. So many sexy boys that were hungry for their daddy's man milk. The blue bird wished he could feed those cute little mouths. He was starting to even lactate and could feel the warm liquid spilling between his fingers. His pec pillows kept expanding. Filling up under his beak, and still overhanging more by the second. Falco could easily grab hold of his nipples and started jacking his chest off like yanking on cow teats. It felt slightly rewarding to shoot out his fresh bird milk, but not as much as having other males suck it out. Or maybe he could suck them in and be so much fuller. If he stuffed enough boys in his breasts, he could have the biggest rack in the galaxy. No one would go hungry again. He could just lounge under tons of his own chest mass while everyone drank from his nipple fountains. The dream was so hot, Falco lifted one of his teats up and started sucking on himself. Using his tongue to finger open the nipple wider and push inside. Fox Meanwell continued on, not realizing the scene happening.

``Is there any way you know of that can reverse or stop this hyper breeding ability. Do you still have control of your hybrids? Perhaps at least get them to stop for the time being so we could work this out without a ticking clock in people's pants?''

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Rocket folded his arms and scowled, looking away from the screens as his ears twitched to reflect his conflicted state of mind.

"Okay... so maybe they?re getting a little rowdy." He admitted reluctantly. Of course, the only reason he could think about this objectively was because he was on the downswing of his breeding cycle. When he started to get filled up with cubs again, he would only be aroused by these scenes and probably just cum all over the camera before turning around and sitting on it, birthing on top of it to cover their view in horny cubs fucking.

For now, he rubbed the back of his neck and tried to think of a potential solution.

"...I can?t stop the breeding from happening, that?s part of their whole purpose. You know, to feel as good as possible and indulge in every pleasure imaginable and some that you never would have thought to have. But there might be something I can do. I can broadcast an audio trigger that will make them all breed even more, except that it will focus all their attention and energy on making more cubs. That means they can?t eat, fuck or pilot a spaceship to look for more mates and prey, which gives you time to evacuate or whatever. After they finish shitting out that many kids, I can talk to ?em and tell them to chill out and go easy on you all, okay? Only volunteers, or their own kids from now on, and invading actually uninhabited planets. That?s about as good as you?re gonna get." He sat back and reached down to his crotch, starting to feel up his fat sheathe and heavy balls, feeling his hormones starting to surge again as the breeding urge rose within him, especially thinking about the legendary orgy of underage incest that was going to commence.

Where the hell was that goggle-wearing human...?

He shook his head, and looked at Fox McCloud.

"And I ain?t exactly lucid most of the time, so this is probably as good as I?m gonna get too. The more I do this, the more addicted I get, until I get lost in a state of perpetual fucking pleasure forever. I?m gonna record the message for my kids and set everything up before I go and get myself knocked up again. In the meantime, you might wanna get yourself set up somewhere comfier... Looks like you?re about to pop out a few sexy cubs of your own."

Ophire:

Fox valiantly tried to stay strong, but between his fidgety ears and dozens of unborn cocks pushing out of him, it was hard to... wait.

``What?'' Fox finally narrowed his heightened senses from his libido sensitive state on himself. Realizing he was fat as hell with cubs!!!

``Oh. Oh wow.'' The male had been shocked at the sight of it at first, knowing that this was a devastating sign on his own infection, and that he was most certainly doomed to a life as a birthing sex addict from what the raccoon explained. He might not even be allowed to return home if this got out. All his plans in life to be the greatest star captain would be ruined... but, as he felt around the turning white furred belly, several hands grabbed at his, along with a dozen genitals. He... was pregnant. With his and Falco's kids. The thought of being a father seemed so complicated as a gay couple. It would've been years before going through with something like insemination.

But they were right here inside him now

And it felt so gooooooood.

``Mmmmmffff, yeah. I think your right.'' Fox said grinning as he made up his mind.'' Guess I'll make a perfect liaison between our two groups. Shame my command can't see things your way. But perhaps they'll come around in time.''

Fox added with a wet birthing fluid fart as the babies started to push on his back door. He decided there was no long a need for formalities now that their business was dealt with, and lifted his feet onto the hand rests so he could present his fat anus as it yawned open while he played with his own dick. Keeping his head just above his mound while he spoke.

'' Thank you for your cooperation in this matter. You wouldn't happen to-oh god yes! Fuck. Right there my baby boys... y-y-you wouldn't happen to mind if we landed on your planet for a bit while we adjust to things?'' Fox never realized it before, but he knew he wanted to be a parent with Falco the moment he knew he truly loved the bird. And now? They'd be connected forever. And with such big cocked sons no less.

'' God, I can't wait to suck these kids off. I don't know how you handle feeling this turned on so much'' Fox's pussy juice started flowing freely as he said this.

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Takato had just finished teaching his afternoon drawing class to the latest lot of Peter and Rockets kids. But it was good practice for them to learn body types from the different forms of hyper and pregnancy they had to work with. Takato made sure to keep up verity when he fucked them all himself so they'd get as fat as possible on stage. His methods definitely left a room crowed, but that just made lunch easier for everyone. Takato's balls were still working off their meal. Apparently one of those darlings birthed while he was in there. Which reminded him. ``Where is Rocket? I've been wanting to feel more of those fluffy tails sliding out of me. Feels like magic against the taint. Know what I mean?'' The human asked the moaning souls in his sack. Though they seemed too preoccupied to listen.

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Rocket chuckled, openly groping his growing dick as he enjoyed Fox?s lewd and noisy birthing. His dick was coming out of his plump sheath and the wet noises as it emerged from its home were drowned out by Rocket?s muttering as he tweaked his thick nipples, rocking back on his wide hips that made his massive ass flatten out even more.

"Yeah, that?s it... you?re a good daddy already, aren?t ya? Just pushing them out of your cunt as hard as you took that dick that made them. You know how to love ?em, those sexy little cubs of yours. Made from sex, born from sex, made FOR sex... You?re gonna suck on every cock, aren?t ya? First thing they?ll ever know is how much daddy loves ?em, and loves to make ?em feel good. Look at those cute little sluts, they?ve already got the right idea."

One of the small ones closely resembled Falco, though he had a wagging fox tail above an ass that seemed double the size of the father bird?s own butt, and he wasted no time in putting his powerful hips to work as he chirped and cheeped, flapping his little wings as he pounced on one of his brothers and started to rub his dick against the little cub?s soft, wet fur. This child resembled a sort of griffin, more foxlike with a predatory bird?s beak, who looked innocently confused by the attentions of his brother at first before he realized what was going on and shifted his little body so that his raging erection was rubbing against the bird-hybrid?s own, the two of them quickly frothing like crazy as they lacked the instructions from their daddies that better and more fertile uses for their big cocks awaited them.

"Alright, I gotta set things up. You kids have fun..." Rocket turned off the video feed, already huffing softly as he forced himself to lean forward, grateful for the current lack of tummy as he opened his mouth wide and engulfed his own dick, sucking himself off as he was forced to stretch his jaw wide in order to fit his own girthy erection within, curling into a ball as he grabbed hold of his own thighs to hold himself in place before he adjusted his grip and freed one of his hands. Curling it into a fist, he plunged it into his already wet and waiting cunt, grunting in a muffled voice as he violently fisted his own pussy and sucked himself off, his fat balls contracting before his eruption, shooting a geyser of fresh cum down his open throat as he drank deep of his own supply of cream before he began to relax and unfold.

Stretching and popping his back, he looked around and sighed.

Honestly, just letting his kids rampage seemed like the most fun option, but that damned conscience of his nagged and growled at him for allowing things to get this far without putting some kind of limiter on their behavior, so he reluctantly rose to his feet, his backside wobbling and bouncing with the sudden motion and only bouncing more with every step.

Rocket gently pushed the chair containing his overstuffed offspring out of his way and began to type in the new commands in the communication controls, setting the timer for the Birthing Broadcast and activating the recorder before he cleared his throat and looked at the camera.

"Hey, kids. It?s daddy. Now look, you?ve all made me a real proud papa, you know that? If I wasn?t so busy pumping out a metric shit-ton of your brothers, I?d tell ya more often. Yer a smart, sexy crew that any dad would be real proud to call his own. Now that yer all flattered, here?s the bad news: Ya gotta calm down. I know, I know, it?s lots of fun to fuck and suck and churn and birth ?em all out like we do, but it ain?t fun for them if they didn?t ask for it. So new rule: No fun with someone who says "No". Yeah yeah yeah, I can hear you already, but you know what I hear from all the complaining? I hear a buncha cubs who don?t think they can get someone to say "Yes". Now come on, you don?t do nothin? to your brothers that they don?t like, so now you don?t do nothin? to anyone else that they don?t like. Relax, you can convince ?em if you start acting nicer and start flauntin? those sexy bodies of yours. Give ?em a real show and tell ?em how good you?ll make ?em feel, and most of ?em will come around. For those that don?t... leave ?em be. It ain?t nice, it ain?t good and..." He paused, not sure if he wanted to pull out a cheap and dirty ploy like this, but he wanted the rule to stick.

"...And it would make yer daddy Peter real disappointed in you. Now go have fun with anyone who asks, and remember: Daddy loves you."

And that was the final piece he needed to add, and he cut off the recording with a sigh and leaned back. It was downright cheating to use Peter?s name like that, but almost all of his children shared his love for the human/ hybrid, not to mention the many memories most had of the human doting and fussing over them. They?d behave themselves within reason, of that Rocket was certain. He set up the Broadcast and the recording to occur not long from now and happen within a reasonable time frame for when the resulting birthing frenzy died down to the point that they were lucid enough to listen and heed him. With that concluded, he stood up and strolled off, his conscience clear and his mind focused entirely on the very real pleasures he would soon enjoy, leading straight into the countless pleasures for the indefinite future, his wide hips swinging enough to get his ass bouncing hard, one cheeks slapping into the other if he swayed too hard.

It was good to be the daddy.

Rocket sniffed the air, smelling that one human?s potent musky odor, the scent of sweat from a pair of extremely potent balls. Eagerly, he hunted the young human down and soon recognized the area as one of the learning centers of their immense brood. He glanced in one of the rooms and saw that the human named Kanji was trying to teach the hybrids the fine art of crochet, only to be interrupted constantly by the students all worshipping his giant dick, sucking on the edge of it as they wrestled for the honor of sucking on the tip and drinking his delicious cream.

Following that alluring scent, Rocket was soon standing in the doorway of the goggle human?s classroom. (To his relief, Takato?s name was helpfully written on the board, saving him the embarrassment of trying to bluff his way around the fact that he couldn?t recall the human?s name.)

"Well hey there, little boy... is your teacher around?" Rocket asked him, leaning against the doorframe, jutting his hip out to put his body on more blatant display. His balls hung low, weighted down by his growing needs, while his ass and hips had long outgrown any pants he cared to make, leaving him in just his blue uniform top for nostalgia?s sake. His next lines were lost once he noticed the many drawings around the room, surprised to realize he recognized the figures in them: Himself, Stitch, and many of the Fathers drawn with oversized parts, and a generous amount of cute little hearts to decorate the empty space.

In spite of himself, he was touched at the clear amount of care and love that had gone into all the pictures, and when he saw one drawing that showed the cub being double-penetrated by Rocket himself and Peter, he actually felt a little choked up. He was too proud to openly admit that in front of Takato, however, so he set the paper down and strutted his way into the classroom, approaching Takato with obvious intent.

"Nice balls, kid... Feel like putting them to some good use? I could use a baby daddy about now... If you?re good, I fuck you so good that you can?t move for the number of hot little fuzzballs that are fucking in your womb."

Ophire:

Takato was thankful for his nuts finally calming down so he could focus on grading papers. All of the boys showed promise and would undoubtedly be contributing to the arts soon enough. Filling the media empire one of the fathers had plans for. But Takato rarely had time for getting to know many of them, as he was often too busy with his duties to teaching the next generations and to his husband.

It was quite an opportunity he and Guilmon had been offered back when that Peter fellow showed up with a promise that he and his digilove didn't have to be apart again. That they could hold each other in peace, without fighting for survival or some arbitrary nonsense that pulled them apart at the final moment of joy. And Takato never took that for granted.

The human adored Guilmon every chance he could to the point he nearly had to have an intervention for the obsession if the digimon weren't happy to return his love in kind at the excitement of having such a kindhearted trai- I mean, husband. They were equals now after all.

Every time they saw the other they had to rush over and hug. Every hug needed a kiss, and every kiss needed to be deeper, and then groped, then kissed lower. Until they were both wet with ass sweat and cum while pumped full of babies. Takato loves the site of Guilmon being fat as a whale with horny squirming life. And luckily the digi had a habit of lifting his butt to get the biggest clocks in himself. He'd honesty take a skyscraper if given a chance.

Just as Takato was thinking of heading home early, that raccoon fellow stormed in with his cheesy pick-up lines. He was such an old man. At least to him he was, considering the way Rocket talked with his aged experience he could be older than his actual dad. A very sexy dad with that gorgeous figure of his. The student's work didn't do him justice, though it would be hard to fit such an ass on the page probably. It had been awhile since Takato had been fucked and birthed with anyone outside Guilmon and his students. That transformative welcome party couldn't have been the last he hoped.

Perhaps he'd fallen too much out of the loop.

``Well-um, that sounds like it could be great.'' Takato blushed, not used to talking to many adults after being around kids so much, and certainly no one as this commanding of a presence. He put his papers down, not wanting the world to be deprived of these master's hotness from any mess, and sauntered over with his balls swaying and clapping together as his cock trailed behind to make a drooling slim trail.

'' I've been wanting to get to know some of the other parents here. I have to say you've... done an amazing job with all of this, and your kids have shown themselves to be rather bright and talented.'' Takato placed an arm on that handsome uniformed shoulder.'' You have a lot to be proud of Mr... Raccoon, was it?''

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Rocket Raccoon was a little irked that his name wasn?t more well known, considering that it was he and Stitch who had set all of this in motion. The progenitors of two entire hybrid species that were rapidly becoming some of the most powerful forces in the galaxy. The person who?d (helped) discover the means by which Takato had such massive equipment to drag around! ...The person who?d forgotten his name, despite thinking about him for some time now...

It was really Quill?s fault that he had started thinking about this human in the first place.

When he and Stitch had gathered their list of "DNA donors", they had first focused on who could provide the best genetic payload down the line, and then from there had selected the most diverse array of fathers they could possibly pick to avoid stagnation, and then from there they had simply chosen anyone they thought was especially hot. When Stitch had discovered Takato and Guilmon?s photo of them standing on a beach together, smiling a little awkwardly at the camera, (Because Terriermon had rightly guessed that they had snuck off to make out, and lightly teased them about it before Jenrya shut him up with a kiss of his own) and the sight of the human and Digimon filling out their swimsuits like they did had made Stitch perk up with interest and a vocal "Oooooo!". Rocket had no objections, so Peter had gone to go fetch them and ferry them back to their new eternal honeymoon. The Raccoon had been content with that, and Stitch had been too distracted by all the other fathers to get to either of them quite yet, and it might have continued like that for a while if Peter hadn?t given birth to an anomaly. Most of the hybrids born were like Rocket or Stitch, but now and again they looked more like one of their other parents, and in this case Peter had given birth to a beautiful baby human boy. He?d been overjoyed and had fussed over him and handed him over to Rocket like he was some kind of prize, claiming that he looked just like Peter did when he was young.

Rocket wasn?t the type to play favorites like that, and had just rolled his eyes and pushed one of his fat, leaking nipples into the little one?s soft mouth, and felt the relief that came with emptying one of his teats into the hungry tummy of one of his offspring. And then the kid had ruined his indifference by looking up at him with those big, cute eyes and reaching up for him with his pudgy little hands and wrapping his little fingers around one of Rocket?s other nipples. And Rocket had been charmed like a big dumb sap who got all sentimental just because one of his kids looked just like his husband. He?d spoiled that kid rotten, feeding him until his dick had swelled to a suitable size, and then sitting his fat Raccoon ass on top of it and riding that little boy for days. It had been an endless blissful cycle, as Rocket fed him more milk from his teats to replenish all the fluid that the kid was shooting into him, as he swelled up hugely with the offspring of his human son, until the lust overcame him and he had turned around and sat on the boy?s head, sucking him up into his ass to meet all of his brother-sons.

It wasn?t long after that that Rocket was completely immobilized, as the boy did what he?d been taught all his short like to do: Fuck cute raccoon rumps and fill them up with sexy cubs. Before long, every last hybrid inside of him was pregnant several times over, sexually mature long before they were even born, and it took Rocket a great amount of effort to push the bloated pups out of his fat pussy. It had been such a fantastic time, stretching himself out with every squirming cub, grunting and panting and pushing until there was a pile of plump little raccoon cubs with swollen stomachs, and a little human boy cuddled up with them, nuzzling the pregnant belly next to his face and kissing the bulges of his unborn child. After a few more days of this, Rocket had finally forced himself to move on to the next project, knowing his sons would take good care of each other, and that Peter would doubtlessly find and dote on them as well.

But it hadn?t just left a lasting surplus of children, it had also left Rocket with a new appreciation for little human boys, and now the sight of the massively endowed and very adorable Takato was making his anus drool with lubricating cum at the thought of making more babies with him. He waddled over to a nearby wall to brace himself before he dug his claws into it, bending forward and raising his tail.

"Yeah, art teacher, you tell me all about my kids... Let?s make this a parent-teacher conference we?ll never forget, huh?"

Chapter 3: Mini Fun Future Peak

Ophire:

Falco sat on the park bench to rest his heels from his morning jog, his body sweating right through the tight material that held his goods from bouncing to much. But just as he was fanning himself, he heard a cry from the playground across from him. A little boy was crying in the sand all by his lonesome.

That just wouldn't do for the bird, and he rushed right over to see what was the matter. ``Hey there cutie. Are you alright?'' Falco asked gingerly as he crouched. His massive balls and bust being smooshed around his limbs. He loved how hyper he was. When the boy noticed him, he was so perplexed by such a sexy creature that seemed to be carrying water balloons all over itself. But he still couldn't stop tearing up.

``Everyone keeps ignoring me! A-a-and not even my mom and dad will play with me.'' Falco awed sadly at such a predicament. Not even hesitating to stand take off his cloth.

``Don't worry son. Daddy's got a game you can play.'' He said as he felt his breasts up. Those leaking melons made his cock hard in seconds. The boy looked at him unsure what was happening, but he blushed adorably at seeing another man get all nude in front of him.

``W-what?'' The boy asked as Falco sat down, smacking his fat ass against the sand and causing it to jiggle only slightly from being so tight. Falco stretched out to let himself let loose and really inflate his boobs till they filled his lap.

``It's called,'' making love to daddy's chest'' Falco smiled softly as pulled the boy by the head, and crammed it onto his plump teat. Forcing his mouth open as his male milk gushed into him. The boy tried to push back, but that just made Falco moan loudly and squirt a little more from all his various hole. ``Mmmmmffff, yes baby. Grab a good fistful of daddy. I want to feel every inch of your sexy body'' Falco tried pushing the tiny head at different angles to get his nipples shooting at every part inside that tight mouth. It always felt amazing feeding young boys like this. Second only to his cock, asshole, and ball sweat. The sexy struggler even started to calm down eventually as he got fuller. Gently suckling at his own pace as that small belly poked out.

``So cute.'' Falco couldn't wait anymore, and pulled off the boys cloths so he could start fingering himself at the sight of the boy. His small naked body was perfect for groping. Tight ass and figure and sweet balls to toy with. Falco massaged his delicate body, licking his lips and drooled as his urges overtook him again.

``Oh. Such a gorgeous son I have here. Daddy's gonna take you for keeps'' and just as the child has started touching his feathers back, Falco pushed in his face harder onto the Ariola. Forcing the hole to widen and gush like a fountain until it spread over that panicking face. Popping over the head as he tried to pull off harder than ever.

'' Shhh. It's alright hun. Daddy has you.'' And both winged arms began forcing the whole child into his tit. The feet slipping in like noodles. That boy bulged out the boob from all angles beautifully. Falco laid-back is he massage and kneaded his chest to digest.'' Daddy has you baby. Gonna turn you into a tasty batch while I keep your soul safe. Maybe even birth you later and try out your other holes for a good stuffing. You like the sound of that my baby'' Falco looked to his gurgling chest, already smoothing out a little fatter and he smiled contently.'' Yeah you do.''
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