The white tiger knocked on the front door lightly. A voice from inside called, "Come in!" as the door creaked open, yet no one stood on the other side. Ian grinned with mischief, wondering what trick his dear fox might play. His large steps were light on the black oak floor as he crept inside. Ian licked the air as an odd fragrance stuck to it like a misty cloud. It smelled fresh, yet musty and fruity at once. The white tiger could not pin point the smell, but he noticed he grew more interested in finding his fox for carnal reasons due to it.

	Turning quickly towards the door where his lover's bed rests, the male grinned as he smelled his hunt. The door turned, and something rammed straight into the tiger's forehead. He blinked, confused as he landed on his rear. Suddenly he felt as if he was falling all over again. The plain clothes he put on began to grow baggy, the male withdrawing into them. Ian tried to shout, yet his voice was but a high pitched whisper as the world grew larger and larger. Just as his shirt began to swallow his vision, Ian felt faint due to the strength of the smell in the air and passed out.

	Ian's eyes opened, his view blurry, a hill of red peach fluff surrounding him. But wait, the tiger thought to himself, Kite doesn't have a fur rug. The male took a daring step, and the ground began to shake underneath him. Grabbing onto a root of fur, which the male had yet to notice was only slightly bigger than he, Ian held on for dear life as he waited for the shaking to stop.

	"Sorry dear heart." A loud voice boomed from above, causing Ian's very body to quiver. Ian looked around, spotting the head of a very large fox northward, looking directly at him. The male blinked in confusion at the size of the fox, than taking into account he was on said fox's stomach. The large fox glanced down at the tiger and blew light down his stomach, the cold wind feeling like the push of a twister to Ian, and making him realize he was completely nude.

	"What's going?" Ian called out to the large fox, who laughed again. His calm expression held the same love that Kite often shared with Ian, yet those sea deep eyes held more mischief than the tiger had ever seen. The fox's massive arms rose, one hand scooped up little Ian, while the other revealed a toy golden hammer with white tassels hanging from the handle. Ian's face scrunched up into a mask of confusion at the hammer, unsure what to think.

	"You see Ian, this is my lucky hammer. A magic toy I made. With it I get to change the size of things, be it the whole or just one part. I can make things grow or shrink." The fox grinned as he explained this.  The mischief never left the fox's eyes. "You see, all I have to do is hit something once with this, and I can control their size, just like this." The male blinked in confusion as his body began to diminish yet again, the hammer glowing all the while.  Ian begged forgiveness as his five inch frame shrank down to two.  Kite just laughed however, his grin still as twisted as before.

	"Why you're not in trouble love. I just wanted to play a new game, and like I said dear heart, I can make thing grow as well." He shook the hammer once and Ian began to moan. Heat grew in his sack, his hands instinctively reaching for his balls protectively. Yet the male gasped as his nuts began to expand between his finger tips. Before long they were each big enough to fill one palm, and stopped soon after. The tiger panted as he looked at his changed gear, the fox smiling all the while.

	"I told you. Now let's play foxy worship." Kite dropped Ian onto his own balls, his face twitching in a mix of pleasure and pain. Ian however had no idea what Kite had wanted him to do. "The answer is simple. What do you want gods to be?" Ian had to hold back a remark on his lover's sudden pride.

	"Pleased?" The tiger questioned. Kite In return nodded with glee.

	"So please me!" He called out, his voice a sounding boom to the tiny tiger. Ian normally would be completely confused what the fox wanted of him, yet knew his lover, and the kind of tricks a fox could pull, enough to tell what he wanted. Although being placed on Kite's balls was one large hint. Ian looked out to the sea of white fur, and grimaced at the distance between him, and Kite's sheath opening.  Yet Ian began the hike with sigh, as he grabbed clumps of fur and burning flesh. Even heat was stronger at the tiger's smaller size since the heat of Kite's balls felt like it could burn his fur away. Ian grunted as each time he pulled himself up, his now enlarged orbs slammed into Kite's body roughly. A whimsical thought of wondering if only one ball is touching the entirety of him, than how gay does that make him. 

	The thought made him snicker as he climbed up higher to the burning tip of Kite's sheath. Yet what awaited him surprised him. Ian had noticed the male seemed larger, yet the view was still shocking.  Kite's manhood poked out of the furry protective sleeve of skin, warm and throbbing, although only the head was revealed. Heat rolled off of the tool like a furnace. Kite's watching eyes smirked in amusement at Ian. Yet the tiger refused to just be his lover's joke, so his claws poked the sheath, which caused the fox to moan. Although his claws were as sharp as they come, Ian's small size meant that his claws were nowhere near large enough to hurt a thing, and felt more like a plastic rake. 

	Ian grinned and began to rake his claws slowly where he stood. His foot claws acting like pinpricks of pleasure to the fox. This in turn caused Kite's shaft to throb to life. Only so many words can describe the sight of a tower of cock coming out of a fox, as each throb filled the foxhood with more and more blood. Then again, it was impossible from Ian's small size to do anything more than stare with his jaw agape as the flesh grew to be at least four times as large as he was. "You're not that big!" Ian shouted out in disbelief.

	"What part of GROW and SHRINK anything I HIT with the hammer didn't you get? I have to make this fun for both of us after all." Kite answered, although Ian statement had no question in it. Kite smirked all the more, as the blood finished filling his shaft, and the puny tiger stood on the edge, his jaws dropped low as he saw what to his small size was the pinnacle of masculinity. Kite smiled again, his head laying down on the pillow, his shaft throbbing one final time as the tip began to leak.

	"So are you going to please me?" Kite asked crudely, yet the tiger could not deny his request, as he stepped forward his hands reaching out to the cock. The flesh was hot to the touch, his fur acting as a protective layer from the heat of the flesh under his palms. Ian was awestruck at such excellence, each vein was pronounced to his eyes, and he blushed at the mighty shaft he saw. Instinctively he wondered how it tasted, his tongue darting out of his mouth to grab a taste. Ian mewed in surprise at how hot the flesh was to his tongue, yet doubled his endeavor, the heat growing to be a welcoming feeling as the shaft throbbed and twitched from his tiny roaming hands and microscopic tongue licking at the tool.

	Kite was beside himself in pleasure. He knew then it was a very good idea to show his dear old Ian some of the magic that he had. Suddenly Kite moaned out loudly as a new feeling met his body. The white tiger's claws extended from his paws as he straddled the shaft, his strong legs pulling Ian high as he climbed Kite's manhood. Of course the claws though sharp were near strong enough to cause bleeding, and simply caused a red trail where he was. The tiger climbed higher, until with a struggle he was up at the hood. However Kite had other plans and shook the hammer a few times. Ian held on for dear life as his body shrank even more, and from white tiger diminished to a fourth of an inch. This of course made the tiny tiger even smaller and further from his goal.

	However even the pree that dribbled down felt like magma to the tiny kitten, and he whimpered at every hot drop. Once more he reached the top, and stood on the head of his mate's cock. The feeling was anything but normal. The warm flesh pulsed under him, and each step brought Kite to an all new high. When the feline reached the cumslit, he noticed that the slit was large looking to him, it wasn't large enough to eat him at all. This gave the tiger an evil idea, and lying down, with his cock out, the white tiger began to thrust inside. Kite's tongue rolled out of his mouth in an instant, all thoughts fled his brain. The tiger sped his pace, and in felt the cock under him heat up as he felt the shift in weight from the balls underneath tightening up for the orgasm. The same feeling also traced up the tiny tiger, shooting his tiny seed into the male fox. 

	Kite felt his lover's shaft squirt into him, and that was all the teasing the male needed for his own to follow suit. However the only problem with that was the fact there was a tiny tiger sitting on his shaft, right at the pressure point of all the fluids about to burst, in other words, a lovely trip right up. The tiger mewed, and though pleasure soaked, some quick thinking thoughts caused the hammer to shake a few times before bringing the tiger to the wall with a light thud as he was returned to his original size, with some incensement. Not that Ian was complaining, having a sheath when at full size would give him a ten inch rod was nothing to whimper about. Kite grinned and moaned as he shot seed out of his shaft rapidly, the fox whimpering all the while. However before Kite could finish his release, Ian grabbed the mallet, and waved it a few times causing the canine's nuts to expand, this in turn caused the male to continue his rendition of a fountain, the strings of cum turning into a constant stream of lust.


	"Iaaaaan" The fox whined as all the liquid in his balls was drained, only to be replaced with a sea of even more pleasure.

	"You gave me my torture, and what goes around comes around." Ian said as he held the mallet, and many dirty ideas filled his mind. "Say since we got all day, why don't we experiment with this mallet?