Riberry got a sense of importance from his job. Every night he would screen potential customers, making sure no minors attempted to enter the adult establishment, stamping paws to show who could and couldn't have alcohol. On one level, he was protecting his boss and the workers indoors. On a second, he was also quality control. Adult establishments tended to gather a bit of a blacklist, and In the Mix was no different. 

       And third, as the case was tonight, he could spot patrons whose tab had grown to the point where they wouldn't be leaving on their own power that night. The kangaroo licked his lips subtly as he looked down the line. He'd spotted a lemur, about a head shorter than himself. The primate's jacket mostly obscured his torso but Riberry knew that he had muscles to rival most bodybuilders, including the doorman himself. He'd spent more than one night off with the ring-tail, after all.

       But he knew that the lemur, named Peri, had accumulated a tab that was worth months. That sort of tab meant he was going to become part of an employee tonight.

       All throughout this thought process, the kangaroo had been stoically checking IDs and stamping palms, working through the line. 

       When it was finally Peri's turn, the lemur grinned cheekily. "I don't gotta show you my license, do I, Berry?"

       The doorman pursed his lips slightly. "Yes, yes you do."

       With an exaggerated roll of his eyes, the primate produced the small card and held it out for the taller male. 

       Riberry took the card, reading over the details, making sure it was still a valid ID, before casually stamping Peri's palm. He didn't let go of his hand, however. "You've built up quite the tab."

       The lemur smiled coyly. "And what if I have?"

       Squeezing that hand compulsively, Riberry continued. "You can go in, but know once you've crossed the threshold, you will be settling your tab tonight." His voice lowered to a husky growl, "And I'm going to be the one who does it."

       Peri's cool confidence slipped, a blush appearing beneath his white facial fur. "Don't you worry about me." The lemur attempted to regain composure. "I'll just find myself a room so you don't have to put on a show." His demeanor had irrevocably shifted, from laid back tease to just barely holding back desire.

       It made the kangaroo feel powerful. The doorman allowed himself a dominant smirk. "Well, off you go. I'll be coming for you."

       Visibly jittery, the lemur rushed in the door, allowing the line behind him to resume its flow.

       Riberry resumed his work as well. Between customers, he pulled out his phone, and used speech-to-text to send a message to his boss. "When Peri heads to the back rooms, come relieve me. I'm settling his tab tonight."

       With the message sent, the kangaroo didn't have to wait long. Less than half a dozen IDs checked before the door next to him opened, and there appeared Kerry, his form shifted to mimic the kangaroo's in stature, wearing a similar outfit but in a glossier material. 

       "I'll never get used to seeing you like that." Riberry commented, passing over the stamps. 

       His boss just smirked, passing a small vial in exchange before gesturing with one paw. "Go have fun, and don't worry about how long you're taking."

       The marsupial strode his way through the door confidently, almost but not quite bounding just yet. Once inside the bar, he saw another Kerry mixing drinks, as expected, as well as their newest server taking orders at a nearby table.

       Clover perked, watching curiously as the doorman passed with such purpose. 

       One or two patrons who had overheard the exchange outside whooped from their tables or the bar, recognizing what was going on. 

       Riberry grasped the handle of the door to the on-premises section and slipped on through. Once out of sight, he wound up potential energy in his thighs and ankles, before leaping. The kangaroo made the whole staircase in two bounds, his tail rigidly flexing behind him with each impact against the steps. At the end of the hallway at the top, he spotted the lemur's jacket hanging on the doorknob of one of the occupied rooms. He noticed this mid-bound, and leapt again, before landing with practiced ease beside it. 

       He uncorked the vial Kerry gave him and drank the contents down. With a warm tingle he knew exactly which potion it was, and chuckled. His boss did know him well. The kangaroo picked up the jacket and tossed it over one shoulder casually, using his other paw to turn the handle and slip inside. 

       Peri hadn't just shed his jacket. He was fully naked, posed on the edge of the bed, legs crossed demurely, a tease attempting to hide his loins, but his eagerness meant that some of his unmentionables peeked up over his sculpted thigh. 

       Tossing the jacket aside, with the empty vial amongst it, Riberry licked his lips. "You know, if you wanted to spend some quality time with me, you didn't have to run up a high tab or anything. You could have asked." His tone had softened from outside. There was no one to perform for here, just himself and the lemur. 

       "Yeah, but this way I know you're getting paid time off instead of having to take a break." Peri grinned conspiratorially. 

       This elicited a bark of a laugh out of the taller male as he shed his own jacket. It too was tossed aside, revealing his taut shirt. Riberry dug his index fingers under the collar of his shirt together. "Careful what you say, Kerry might be the lamp or the nightstand."

       Confused, the lemur looked over at the indicated items. When he looked back Riberry was already shirtless, both paws working his belt. "Hey, don't distract me from the show."

       While Peri had a bodybuilder's form, the kangaroo didn't seem to care about making every muscle pop. They were all there, and the large groups could easily be followed through his fur, but it wasn't like you could count his abs without getting feely on him. Pulling down his slacks, Riberry revealed his powerful thighs, which rivaled his shoulders at their apex. "You'll have plenty of time to admire my body for the coming months."

       This sent a visible quiver down the lemur's form from his head, down his back and right back up his ringed tail, the longer fur there fluffing out. "G-guh."

       "Starting to sink in, huh?" Riberry casually worked his underwear off of his hips and over his built thighs. He crouched in the process, until his tail lay across the floor. He dug his hand into one of his pooled slack's pockets and grasped his phone in it.

       "I guess, yeah." Peri blushed deeply. Although he was watching the kangaroo, he wasn't prepared for what came next.

       The marsupial's crouch had been a wind up, and he leapt. The now naked doorman soared across the room and landed in the middle of the bed. The impact on the mattress pushed up under Peri, threating to knock him off of the bed entirely, but at the same time the muscular tail pressed down on the bodybuilder's shoulder, pushing him flat on his back.

       "Weird, you're not even close to sinking into me yet." Riberry teased, curling his tail to squeeze across the primate's defined pectorals, appraising them. He twisted, letting his tail trail away, and let himself settle into a kneeling position on the bed. He reached over to the nightstand, setting his phone there, before opening the drawer.

       Peri groaned weakly, overwhelmed for a few moments. He tilted his head back and found himself with a worm's eye view of the hunky kangaroo, upside down, of course. He rolled over onto his front, his own tail swaying and sticking up behind him as he pressed himself up. By the time he was up onto his hands and knees on the bed, Riberry had casually gotten his hands on a bottle of lubricant.

       Instead of going for his arousal immediately, the kangaroo drizzled the oil-based substance over his chest. Once he felt there was enough there, he drizzled a line across the top of his pulsing member. He set the bottle down in front of the lemur and started to rub it in with both hands, one stroking along his erection, and the other smearing through his short fur until his pectorals were glossy, with every hair smoothed down to highlight their form. He ran his fingertips along the crevice between the two muscles slowly to finish. 

       Curling his toes, the lemur grasped the bottle and started to get to work prepping himself as well. "You planning on giving me a pec job or something?" He grunted softly as he dug his fingers in under his tail, making sure to slather the thick lubricant into the creases of his puckered flesh. 

       Riberry grinned. "After a manner. First I'm gonna make you glad you won't be walking out of here." He ran his fingers along his throbbing maleness, licking his lips teasingly. He inclined his head lightly, and in a softer tone, continued. "You know I'm teasing, right?"

       "It's not a tease if you do it." Peri whined with need.

       This elicited a grin from the kangaroo. "Alright then... either straddle up or turn around, my little ringtail. Time for a ride."

       It was almost before Riberry had finished giving the instruction that the lemur had risen upright, gotten up onto his feet on the bed, and clambered forward, his own arousal grinding against the slickened crevice in the kangaroo's chest, before he bent his knees and dropped, reaching back to catch and guide the lubricated rod to its destination. Peri panted, toes curling against the bedding, squeezing in with the prehensile digits. 

       Wrapping his strong arms around the defined torso ahead of him, Riberry gave a squeeze, ensuring he had a good grip where the lemur's waist began to broaden up towards his arms. This put his large snout up against Peri's neck. He took a deep whiff of the smaller male's aroused scent, before arching his back, pressing up and in.

       Peri gasped, wrapping his arms over the broad shoulders of the doorman for something to hold onto as the girth entered his body. The heat of stretching out was familiar, and the pressure almost immediately against his prostate was more than welcome. His own erection pulsed against the solid midsection of the kangaroo, already leaking preseed.

       After another rocking thrust, the marsupial adjusted his grip on the lemur. Riberry's hands grasped onto the sculpted delts from behind, and he pulled down while leaning backwards, which just pressed the smaller male further down onto his well-lubricated shaft.

       This broke the bodybuilder's grip over the doorman's shoulders, arms falling downward at first, while he was pushed further, directing his glutes to Riberry's hips. The posture easily changed from the kangaroo at Peri's neck to the lemur with his face pressed against the oiled up pectorals. 

       Riberry pulled back, his elbows squeezed together underneath the lemur's lats, before launching forward again, getting even deeper. "All those core exercises keep you tight on me." He commented breathily, repeating the move again and again.

       Peri was beyond words by now, and the only thing he could think to do was nuzzle and nose against the broad chest in front of his face. He rubbed his cheek into one, then the other, before lowering his snout and just pressing his forehead against the crevice between the two muscles. A particularly strong thrust came right after, and suddenly the lemur's world had gone a lot hotter, surrounded by muscular walls. Instinctually, his arms raised and grasped the kangaroo's sides, and he pushed. 

       As easily as his head sank in, it popped free. Riberry groaned aloud, continuing to thrust. "Guess that surprise is ruined now..."

       The lemur quivered, pleasure still rocketing through his body in waves. "W-wait... nnngh... so you lubed-aungh... you lubed your chest so it could eat me?" Peri got the question out amidst the barrage of thrusts he could feel influencing his diaphragm from within. 

       Licking his lips, the kangaroo thrust to the hilt finally, looking down at the smaller male as he wound back to pound again. "Yeah. I'm gonna keep you close to my heart." 

       Overwhelmed, Peri barely made it to feel the doorman's heavy nuts slap up against his sculpted ass again before he came, shooting rope after rope against Riberry's midsection. 

       The larger male stayed hilted this time, weathering out the storm of the lemur's orgasm, feeling the powerful core around his length squeezing and flexing every time the pelvic floor tensed to unleash another shot. 

       In time, however, the bodybuilder slumped, head lolled back as he let the rod inside him and the arms on his back support his weight fully. "Gonna keep me..." He murmured as afterglow started to set in.

       "It's a step forward from one night stands and booty calls, I know." Riberry's voice was warm and confident, but he couldn't help but tease. "And now that my pecs have gotten a taste of you, I can't wait much longer." He winked.

       Peri visibly quivered, blushing. His overstimulated body stayed ragdoll as his mind danced with those words. "Wait... you... you really think..." He gasped as he was lifted off the girth his body had adjusted to.

       Setting the spent male down onto the bed on his back, the kangaroo casually pivoted on one knee, until he was straddling Peri's narrow waist. He leaned back while curling his tail to one side, peeking over his shoulder, "Yeah, you're more than a hot piece of ass to me. If you were just a fuck and forget, I wouldn't consider doing this." He punctuated his statement by leaning forward again. A familiar, oiled up tightness surrounded the lemur's feet. The doorman groaned, while the length of his tail twisted and scooped, supporting the lemur's neck and cushioning the back of his head while the tip plopped onto the defined torso.

       Trying to wiggle his toes, the bodybuilder felt snug resistance against any movement beneath his ankles. Then there was a powerful ripple, and a deep pull around his feet. The tail's cradling became more valuable as this yanked his hips up off the bedding. "Oh gods..."

       Riberry flexed his pecs again while reaching down to gently grasp the long bottle-brush tail, and wind its stripy length around and between his prey's thighs. "Is that because I'm eating you or because I'm talking commitment?" 

       Peri blushed deeply. "G-guys usually don't go beyond 'good fuck' with me."

       Another strong flex and the kangaroo extended his legs to push himself backwards. At the same time, his tail pushed up under his body, readjusting Peri smoothly. By the time his rump hit the bedding next to the headboard, the lemur was laying front to front with his predator, head still cradled by the thick tail. The lemur's knees sank out of sight between the powerful muscles, starting to take the bound tail with them. "Well, you're the one who decided to work up a tab."

       The primate squirmed a bit, but not to get away. He could feel his lower legs in the almost burning heat of the larger male's chest, each rippling flex pulling further, but he could also feel the steady heartbeat on his legs, and echoed against his belly from the kangaroo's still pulsing erection. "Okay... I can't say I wasn't hoping this might happen." He twisted at the hip to look back and up. "Well, not specifically this... didn't know it was a thing."

       Riberry nodded, his broad hands casually feeling over the well-shaped form of the lemur's muscular ass while they approached his chest, to be inaccessible for weeks. He had to check the exact date he'd be letting go of Peri, but he knew it was a long way off. As his chest greedily flexed again, the sculpted hips started to get dragged in.

       "A-aughnnngh...." Peri groaned out as he felt the powerful mounds of muscle squeeze on his rump and sensitive, spent arousal. At the same time his position meant that it was just that curled tail keeping his face from resting against the still throbbing rod of roo meat beneath him. 

       "Here's your pec job..." The kangaroo cooed cheekily, while reaching down to gather the lemur's arms up and onto his back, above the tail base. Another powerful flex saw the hands getting caught, and he reached forward to lift his pec meal by the shoulders, tail releasing its hold once he had a steady grip.

       "F-fuck." Sinking down with the aid of gravity now, the lemur's lats were the only slowdown ahead, his sculpted abs vanishing between the tightly squeezing pectorals.  Peri flexed his toes deep down somewhere inside the kangaroo, panting softly. "Y-your muscles are eating me."

       "I'll be sure to take plenty of pictures for you of how you add to them." Riberry grunted as the broadening of the chest and back reached his flesh. Without touching it, his shaft was still bobbing with every beat of his heart, leaking pre against his solid middle. But instead of reaching out to grab it, he reached to the side table and picked his phone back up. "We can start now if you want."

       Peri's biceps and triceps were vanishing from view, his own sculpted chest starting to be eclipsed. He looked up in time to see the doorman's phone take a selfie, pointed at him. "Berry..." He let out a needy whine, a soft blush on his cheeks. He could feel the oiled fur rolling up to his delts, threatening to overtake his shoulders. From what he could tell on the phone's screen, Riberry's chest had swollen greatly to contain him, jutting out like a shelf above the rest of the torso. 

       The kangaroo casually navigated from the camera app into his notes on customers, using his thumb to scroll to Peri's entry. The exact day count of the tab the lemur had run up was there.

       As this information was displayed to the smaller male, Riberry's pecs closed over his shoulders, the mountains of muscle pressing in around his neck and cradling his cheeks in their oiled valley. Peri moaned weakly, eyes fixated on the phone. Abruptly, the rhythm of flexing to drag him in stopped, and the tension began to build. He squirmed, and shifted. Counterintuitively he found himself with a greater range of motion now that the 'swallowing' had ceased for the moment. Distracted from what the kangaroo was clearly doing directly in front of his vision, the lemur found himself able to bring his arms from behind his back to crossed at his chest. Experimentally, he tried to push them forward, uncrossing. 

       The pecs predator moaned out in surprise, squeezing on his phone as the form of a hand bulged each of his muscular mounds. Riberry huffed, pre spurting out with more pressure at the intense sensation of having his muscles massaged from the inside. He had to fight the urge to clench down, knowing that would drag the rest of the lemur in at once. He breathed deeply, chest swelling and falling around its catch. "Alright, wow... never had anyone do that in there before." He resumed typing into his phone on his calendar app.

       Peri grinned mischievously, rubbing in little circles, before his eye caught what was on the phone again. There was the date of his release, quite a few pages removed from today's date in the app. The kangaroo had written 'Let Peri Out (for now)' on the day.

       Saving the 'appointment', Riberry swapped back to the camera app. "Alright, could you do that stretching thing again..? In fact, keep rubbing and pushing until you're tuckered out..." He flipped the camera, and the lemur could see the shape of his hands distending what should have been solid muscle. 

       Egged on by this sight, the trapped male did as requested, panting with the exertion of this kind of resistance to movement and the sheer erotic sight of the kangaroo's muscles framing his face, with visible poof he was inside of them in the form of the shape of his hands. He wondered idly if his feet were bulging the doorman's trapezius as well.

       Grunting and still tapping the screen to take pictures, the massive marsupial couldn't take it any longer, and let his chest flex again. Immediately the bulges in his pectorals flattened out, and Peri's face was squeezed down, just his snout exposed for a moment, then vanished from sight with another flex. He moaned out, tapping his phone again, and sighed, trying to relax again.

       Muffled moans came from inside the swollen muscles, followed by the return of hand bulges, rubbing and grasping outward. The buried lemur took Riberry's instruction to heart, pushing and squirming, pressing backwards with his legs and managing to get his face up against that taut surface his hands had been pressing out at.

       Riberry snapped a picture of that as well, before dropping the phone at his side and finally grasping his throbbing erection. "Nnngh... I can't hold back anymore, Peri... You're mine." As he growled that out, the powerful muscles clenched down again, pushing the bulges back out of sight once more, and starting to bundle the lemur into a ball deep inside his chest.

       Shuddering, Peri allowed his body to be compressed, his heart aflutter. Somehow the insides of the kangaroo's pecs were kneading and squeezing like a stomach, working on softening him up, so he could be repurposed into mass on his predator's body. With a muffled cry, the lemur let out another orgasm, quivering all over, his mind blanking out.

       Suddenly the over-swollen chest started to compress and shrink down. In a wave across the kangaroo's body, each muscle group grew bulkier and more defined, His flat stomach gained visible abs while his arms thickened out into powerful pythons. The base of his neck broadened along with the width of his shoulders, while his already bulky thighs spread out on the bedding further. His tail visibly gained mass as his calves grew more cut. And in his grip, his shaft gained girth and length, quivering as its head achieved the dream of reaching the underside of his beautiful new pecs.

       For a brief moment, nothing else changed, the only movement of his muscles the flexing and swelling from underneath of his lungs filling and expelling his heated breath. Suddenly, his whole body tensed and grew larger, adding height to accommodate the new muscles. At this feeling, Riberry couldn't hold back any longer, and the ridge of his urethra swelled out from the sheer pressure of the release on its way up. Bowling ball testes squeezed up atop his beautiful thighs while a rope that must have exceeded a gallon by more than half shot out and splattered the wall above his head. 

       Pushing down on the top of his cock, the next shot arched straight up like a water feature, just barely splattering against the ceiling. He groaned, as another pump of viscous pleasure started to push up his loins. "Kudu's gonna kill me..." He muttered, as he just let go into his bliss, releasing his shaft mid-shot so that the rigid rod slapped between his pecs and gushed all over his face and neck. Tongue lolling he caught some of that enhanced masculine essence and dreamily rolled it around in his muzzle while he continued to coat himself. 

       By the time his orgasm had faded until he was just trickling a constant flow from his tip which ran down his pecs and across his abs, Riberry had lost all track of time, swallowing his muzzleful of cum and sighing. "Mine." He placed a hand on his chest, and moaned softly, it was under his fingers far sooner than he'd expected, and the way his thicker arm rubbed against itself to reach while every muscle in his body was overstimulated caused the trickle from his shaft to gush back up his neck for a moment. "Guh. I hope Kerry doesn't mind if I go up to my apartment to shower." He slowly got off the bed, clutching his phone, and snapped a picture of himself, thinking he'll have to set up a camera and film next time. There was no way he would have been able to take pictures while cumming as hard as he had.

       "Come along Peri." He muttered as he turned off the camera app, tail swaying and dripping excess seed from its underside. Glancing around the room, all the clothes were a lost cause, at least until after he got clean. He had to duck and turn to one side to slip out of the room, due to his new size. The immense kangaroo strode nakedly to the stairs up to the employee apartments. Just as he was starting to climb the stairs, he heard a familiar squeak of the custodial cart's casters, and bound the rest of the way up. Not a moment later he heard a tirade of swears, and was glad he got out of there. Getting close to his door, the glyph carved on it glowed for a moment, and the door unlocked. He pushed in, knowing he'd have to do some clean up considering the snail-trail of post cum and all the drippings he was leaving in his wake. 

       Thankfully his bathroom was near the door, and he walked right into the shower. Drawing up the curtain, he realized that the showerhead was pointed squarely at the center of his chest instead of his muzzle like it had before. As it was, his bulk barely fit in the tub as well. Crouching, he let out a soft gasp as his heavy scrotum touched the cool porcelain. He closed his eyes, and turned on the water. Kerry had somehow made it so that the water was the right temperature when it turned on in the apartments.

       Riberry was never so glad for that as now, as he switched it to the showerhead, and braced his hands on the rim of the tub and the tile wall, letting the flow of water rain down on his body. He stayed that way until his face and neck felt like they'd been rinsed off, and stood upright once more. He grasped his chest, and pulled his pecs apart, letting the water run down the crevice, washing away the seed. He turned around to let the water run down his back and reached out for his soap bar and ground it in the valley of his chest, remembering the oil-based lube, before lathering across his whole chest, and along his semi-flaccid shaft for good measure. All of the tender sensations of moving against himself in his new body were keeping it from going down entirely, but at least it wasn't slapping his chest anymore. 

       He turned back around and rinsed the soap away, before shutting off the water and stepping out into his bathroom. Looking at the mirror at first he thought he hadn't cleaned his chest fully. Feeling over it, he only felt his wet fur, and the powerful muscles beneath. The colors had changed, however. Of course, temping left marks on the pred. He hadn't settled a tab in quite a while, and the marking on his chest didn't really look like anything. It was like a mosaic of black and white in abstract shapes. He peered at it a bit more, then experimentally wrapped his arms down under his pecs, and clenched his hands together. He flexed firmly with both his chest and his arms.

       In the mirror, the bulging out of the biceps and the flexing of the pectorals together squished both sides of the marking together, hiding the middle section in the deep valley, and revealed the visage of the consumed lemur. Still abstract, but recognizably his face.

       Riberry grinned. "Oh, there you are, Peri." He released the flex and stroked along his chest affectionately, before grasping a towel to dry off. 

       At this point it was better to just get fresh clothes since he was in his apartment now. Tossing the towel aside he made his way through his apartment back to his room, careful to duck and twist through each doorway, even the wider ones that he probably didn't need to for. 

       Spending some time at his closet, he eventually found slacks that still fit him, if barely, his sculpted thighs straining the fabric. He didn't need a belt to keep these up on his hips. His largest shirt, however, was practically painted onto his torso, and felt too tight around his neck. He raised his arms to see how much that would make it ride up on his waist, and the motion burst the seams in his sleeves, fraying outward. The Kangaroo stared at his mirror, and then flexed his chest, arms, and neck purposefully. The fabric rent fully, each seam popping away and tearing the collar. The fabric slumped off his godly torso, revealing Peri again. 

       "You're such a show off." He told the male in his muscles, looking at the marking. He grabbed his largest blazer, and very carefully eased into that. It was taut across his back, and his arms looked like they'd burst these sleeves if he flexed as well. There was no way the jacket would close, let alone button up. The center of his chest and each ab was fully exposed. Riberry sighed, his still semi-hard arousal in his slacks just adding to the tension. As much of a nuisance this was, he couldn't help basking in how big he'd become. His phone dinged.

       Carefully, he checked it. Kerry had texted. 'You can come around the building if you want to avoid Kudu on your way back.'

       He wondered how his boss always knew just what to do, and sighed, taking one last look in the mirror. The black and white marking was on full display between the lapels of his blazer. He stroked over his heart, smiling. "All mine."